Plei! What do you mean you're getting a cold?! Should we not have taken you out for treats on Wednesday night?

It's my mother's fault, I swear, so it has nothing to do with me going out. When they got back from Canada on Tuesday, she was fighting one off. Which she managed just fine, but not without somehow spreading it to me, damn it. (Okay, it's also possible that I managed to pick something up during the nine zillion hours I was at the clinic yesterday. It's just more fun to blame my mother.)

I'm drinking plenty of fluids and not exerting myself at all. Hopefully, I can trick it into leaving me the hell alone.

Thanks for all the ~ma guys. I'll let you know how she does when I know.

Totally random: Now I want a finger monkey. Dang.

NO COLDS. Plei cannot be going through delivery (or the run up to it) with a cold. It needs to go away right now.

VW, go you with the day of school when you didn't want to/didn't think you could do it. That's awesome.

I would get a tattoo, but since psoriasis attacks injury sites and I really don't want more of the stuff, I don't think it's a good thing for me to get one.

My totem animal changes with my mood. Right now I think it's the giraffe. Though it's probably the seal. Maybe it's a shapechanger.

I would tattoo a raven on me. Life is pretty chaotic already. I think he'd feel right at home. You know, so perfect he felt no need to do anything worse, so he could just relax and enjoy it. I think I'd even find it comforting. Sort of an acknowledgement that there are constants, even in chaos.

My totem animal is roadkill.

It's my mother's fault, I swear, so it has nothing to do with me going out. When they got back from Canada on Tuesday, she was fighting one off.

See -- blame your mother AND CANADA.

See -- blame your mother AND CANADA.

Hey! Special Delivery! Cold for JZ!

(no, no, thank me later)

Okay, I was inspired to go looking for potential tattoos. I think I have it narrowed down to [link] or [link]

The second one is less fluffy, which I like.

Jackass Tenants and Jackass Vendors are theese close to making me go postal with my letter opener today.

Don't mess up your nice letter opener on tenants and vendors, Aimee.

I think I like the fierceness of the second one, too, Deena. And one more [link]

When I went to look at a NY Times article [link] on finding a skull of a Homo erectus who had lived for several years after losing all his teeth, Google ads offered me an ad for a local dentist.

Poor Aimee. Always jackasses and never camels.