Aimee, that's wonderful! Good luck!
Love isn't brains, children, it's blood, blood screaming inside you to work its will.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
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vw bug - Mar 11, 2005 6:24:03 am PST #5850 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Nora Deirdre - Mar 11, 2005 6:24:04 am PST #5851 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
whoo Aimee!
Deena - Mar 11, 2005 6:24:07 am PST #5852 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Go Aimee!
Juliana, hugs to you, too. That sucks so much.
Ginger - Mar 11, 2005 6:24:46 am PST #5853 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I hope the audition goes well, Aimee.
SailAweigh - Mar 11, 2005 6:28:17 am PST #5854 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Rock 'em, desock 'em, Aimee!
Ginger, that is scary making. Good thing you work from home.
brenda m - Mar 11, 2005 6:31:01 am PST #5855 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Wow. It's a rough time to be a judge.
Aims - Mar 11, 2005 6:34:42 am PST #5856 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Wow. It's a rough time to be a judge.
Jeebus Krispie.
Ginger - Mar 11, 2005 6:34:50 am PST #5857 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
This judge has presided over many high-profile cases, so I've seen him a lot. He seems to have been a genuinely nice guy and very sharp.
Connie Neil - Mar 11, 2005 6:34:55 am PST #5858 of 10001
brillig
I am celebrating my improved blood sugar numbers with potato chips, the carb poison par excellance. I'll revert to sensibility in a bit, but now I'm revelling in sour cream and onion.
Hubby had to go to another office to get some blood drawn yesterday, and in the waiting room there was a table with a jigsaw puzzle. I'd forgotten how damned soothing a jigsaw puzzle is. Order from chaos, then you can make chaos again, and the upper mind gets a chance to shut down and let the pattern recognition centers dominate. I do my best plotting/day dreaming over a jigsaw puzzle.
They always have one available. The lab is part of the Huntsman Cancer Center, one of the best cancer centers in the country, and they don't skimp on money. Lots of kids and young folks up there, as opposed to the old folks waiting in the cardiac section where Hubby normally is. If there's something the Huntsman people can do to make a patient feel better, they'll do it. They have a fireplace in one corner. Hubby saw a boy come in one day who said, "Oh, a fireplace! Darn, it's not lit." The staff said, "We can turn it on for for you, no problem." It's reassuring to see examples of humanity whose primary reaction isn't, "Why are you bothering me? You're just trying to make work for me."
-t - Mar 11, 2005 6:38:20 am PST #5859 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
That's nice to hear that Huntsman is so patient-oriented, connie. And congratulations on your good numbers.
Feeling bad for all judges, now. But also glad that my friend doesn't have to be in ocurt near as often as he used to (he worked for an evidence management company, he wasn't being arrested or sued a lot).