Much healthma Jeff-ward.
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
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happy birthday Amyliz and annabel
also health ma~~ to jeff
today's Beth Health report: I feel like crap. this is a step up from yesterday. makeing a pot of tea and scambleing eggs in the microwave = dead tired beth. however, the fact that I was willing to do these thing is a step up
That's great, Aimee! Near work, near home? Nice?
Near home - only a block away. I'll probably fast walk there. And yeah, nice. Small, not too crowded. I was there around 6 last night and there were plenty of machines available. Pilates and yoga. Yay me! I am excited to start going again. I've missed it.
Happy birthday, AmyLiz!
I'm also using April 6 for the birthday of the baby born in the wip. I normally wouldn't play with my real life like that, but when I discovered it was also the date of a major battle I wanted to use in the plot, I couldn't resis.
Annabel is a very pretty birthday girl in fuzzy pink pajamas right now. I should go get her breakfast ready. (She just woke up--I don't think she's quite on DST yet, and she's definitely our kid with the not being a morning person.)
{{beth}} Glad to hear there is improvement, hope there is a lot more and soon!
A block from home and nice, that's awesome! I had a gym I could walk to at one point and it was great. Yours sounds just about perfect, Aimee.
Mmmm, fuzzy pink pajamas.
Kohl's is refusing to take my money. It's perplexing.
Happy Birthday, Annabel and AmyLiz!
Are we sure that you can't transmit diseases through the internet? I have also had itchy bumps for the last couple of days. I'm taking antihistamines and putting on cortisone cream, but they're still there. Since I haven't been anywhere except in front of the computer and walking around my neighborhood and I don't have any new soap or detergent, I'm not sure what's going on. A rash is a fairly rare side effect of some medicaton I'm on, but why would it start two weeks after I started the medicine? And why would it only be on my legs? My current theories are: the medication, a new response to spring pollen or I've suddenly become allergic to jeans and sweatpants.
Well, when I get a firm diagnosis (hopefully this afternoon), I’ll pass it on to you. Maybe we’re sharing some weird sort of virus (which is what the NP suspects and why she sent me home).
So, yes. I’m home. And I’m frustrated as all hell. I’ve worked SO hard to get to classes this semester, and things still come up. I feel like a total failure, although, I know that’s not rational. It’s just how I’m feeling right now.
Happy birthday to AmyLiz and Annabel
Health-ma to vw, Jeff, beth, and all other Buffistas who find their health oppressive
I would like to issue a formal apology to The Empress for 1) Calling her names 2) failing to capitalize said names into non-offensive terms and 3) blaming her for failings of the crappy family PC.
Also, yay on Gym membership.
This is absolutely not your fault, vw. I completely understand the feeling, but it wasn't even your decision that you had to go home, and you certainly didn't choose to pick up a virus (or have an allergic reaction or whatever it turns out to be). It doesn't negate your effort and commitment to make it to your classes.
But, this semester, vw, you're not skipping because you have a headache, or don't feel like it, or are cranky. You're missing because you're actually sick.
Stephanie, when is your birthday? Did I miss something? I do not have it on my list.
Happy Birthday AmyLiz! I hope it's splendiferous.
Many happy returns of the day, Miss Annabel.
Every time I type an apostrophe, the browser thinks I want to search. What is up with that?
Fingers are crossed for Meja.
Ugh. I feel like I'm on the verge of an anxiety attack. Work is out of control. I have to find someone to cover at the other job Sunday so I can work this one, and so far, no luck. Today is a friend's little brother's funeral, and there's no way for me to get away, and even if I could, it brings up icky stuff from Alex's death.
I would like to start this week over please.