Timelies of a sort...
To recap:
Yay Deena!
Yikes Daniel.
The Tasmanian Devil that so amused me last night was a Tasmanian Tiger (Thylacine) and not, it seems, an actual devil or a tiger. Though it is still extinct. Unlike the Taz Devil which, though threatened, lives in Tasmania as one of the largest carnivorous marsupials or at Warner Bros. Glad I kept the show to rewatch, it is actually fascinating. And turns out, if we clone the thylacine, it might be in a devil's pouch. Which amuses me.
Hivemind question: Very congested. What is the best way of clearing my head and sinuses? I am torn between dry heat, moist heat, steam, cold and Things That Require Stuff like herbs and oils - which I also have or am willing to hunt and gather. I think I can get myself to sleep tonight so I am not hoping for an instant cure (not that I would decline) so much as gathering new ways to deal with not being able to breathe well.
[Copied to Natter, from whence it evolved]
IreallyreallyreallynotON, I hab a code. And I think my brain has transfered its thinking and analytical production time to just making snot. The terrorists are winning. If the terrorists are the size of either virus or bacteria. Otherwise? Waging war on their butts. One Kleenex at a time.
Hi Cassiepants. Sorry you're so full of gunk, and have lost your higher cognitive faculties.
Blergh.
I think that was supposed to convey the yaySean!ness I am feeling.
Just realized that the extinct/not extinict critters I just chatted about were actually over in Natter. My bad. Not sure if it is enough bad or I have enough motivation to move them yet.
Hey, folks are up!
I just got home from comforting my assistant/business partner. Her boyfriend of 3 years broke up with her last month and he was finishing moving his stuff out today and she had a pretty rough evening.
(((ND's friend))) Such a hard thing to go through. I am glad she has you there for her tonight and all of the time.
All of your insomnia are belong to me.
Going to bed at 8 was necessary...but I'm up awfully early again. Blargh. Want nap before real morning.
Not that you are anything but a gorgeous creature but seeing you, Kristin, when you are waking up and I haven't slept is just wrong. For both of us.
But the going to bed at 8 bodes well for having slept some good sleep.
I kilt Bitches and Natter. Sowwwy... Shoulda got a flu shot.
Not killed. Sleeping.
Except those us with colds and crazy, early rising babies.