(smiling at vw's description of feedback whorishness) I'm still the worst. I am like one of the scrawny women on "Cops"...been living on Fritos and compliments. And just before the Man picks me up for "loitering", I can't resist going back for one more hit. "I got metaphor that'll blow your mind. Please, baby, please. Nothin' but the finest dialogue...you know I'm good for it."

Oh, much ~ma, Cashmere.

Need coffee

Erika has a new tag, and I'm supposed to be writing my thesis, as usual. Toodles.

-ma for Cashmere. And, vw, much as I relate to your story, I can appreciate your classmate's FTF sentiment as well, sometimes. You know, Finish The Fucker...opus draft 1.0 is a definite FTF sitch at the moment.(Every project is by the end.)Yeah, Polter-cow, "Passion" snark is funny, but Otis is/ was romantic. And it sounds like you have your own FTF situation.

I'll make sure I update everyone when my sister calls. She called once at 7:30 and she said the doc would update them at 10:00. The surgery is supposed to last 7 hours or so. Thanks for the ma.

I was wondering how long the surgery went. That's a long time to wait for word. I hope it passes quickly for you.

I hate waiting for stuff. I think there should be knock-out drugs for some stuff--like waiting for medical news on yourself or a loved one. Loved one's in surgery? Here. Take this pill, it'll knock you out cold, until the exact moment when you get the call, telling you everything went like clockwork.

You've just had a test, and it's going to take 7 days for the results? Here, lie down. We'll hook up this IV, and only shut it off once we can tell you're fine, or that we've successfully treated your condition.

wrod. I second that emotion. I think that was Smokey Robinson and The Miracles. Hec?

~ma to Cashmere and family

Yay for vw's continued progress on the incompletes and for getting ahead. She's a better person than I am. In my case, if it weren't for th 11th hour, nothing would ever get done.

I need to kick my brain into gear. More coffee...

Best to your mom, Cashmere. Maybe any leftover ma can be sent towards my father, who goes in for a knee replacement today and is mightily freaked about it.

brenda, I'll send some knee-ma for you dad. it's a great surgery, though! My sister's FiL got both his replaced and he LOVES his new knees. He's in his 70's and he's more active than he's ever been.

Cindy, wrod on the waiting thing. Feh. I hates it.

Tom Petty had it right, even with all the pot. Maybe that's whyfor all the pot. Actually, I have no clue if he smokes pot (except that he's a musician, and so I stereotype, oh, and he looks and talks like most of my favorite potheads).

Will someone Nilly me Ginger's post (or link to her LJ in a post, or just her LJ name) about Valentine's day. I want to rec it in an entry I'm making.