So, late Saturday night in Cleveland I was bitching about being stricken with allergies for the first time, and how I might have said unkind things in the past to more illness-prone family members who I therefore suspected might be less than sympathetic.

So I'm on the phone with my sister a few minutes ago:

"You sound sick, are you sick?"

"Well, I'm kind of congested."

"HAHAHAHA! OMG, that's so cool! You never get sick!

[pause]

"I mean, I hope you feel better..."

Nobody fucks with the Colombians, Hec. That's true, Lyra. I think the author's point is that throat-slitting is, in itself sometimes a clue to motive...it's my fault for making it look like you can do it by throwing knives.

Brenda, sick or not, I think you're cool. I would have said so in my lj today, but my post got hijacked by the evil insurance company that insures my condo association. FWIW, all, Brenda brought a bottle of Spanish booze called Ponche to Cleveland with her. I haven't had the stuff in 16 years. I nearly cried for joy when I saw that bottle. Brenda is teh Coolest!

eta: That's great news Calli! Surgery and chemo~ma to your mother.

rat bastards... Sorry, can't read the phrase "condo association" without thinking that. It's like a very specific Tourette's. Slightly brighter tag, though. From a greeting card.

I think the author's point is that throat-slitting is, in itself sometimes a clue to motive

Ah, gotcha.

(I'm a little fascinated by criminal psychology.)

((VW))) take care of yourself.

I deserve a cookie. Or maybe some nonfattening treat -- I haven't been able to do payroll for a couple of weeks because of computer issues. Today they got resolved and then due to time sheet issues I was sweating as to whether I'd get it all done by the deadline. I did, with 20 mins to spare.

Oh thank the lord we're all gonna get paid.

20 minutes to spare? You are truly a payroll goddess, askye.

Eta:

Virtual cookie

It's a new responsibility and I've only done it a handful of times, I might have made a correctable mistake -- because someone has wonky time every week. My supervisor has the final sign off but this is a huge responsiblity that I'm glad to have. Or will be glad to have once the newness wears off.

{{{{{vw}}}}}

Calli, all best thoughts and wishes to your mom. It sounds like she is going to kick this disease's ass.

And yay for Jen going on her fabulous date! I'm hungry for more details, but I know sometimes you just want to keep the really good stuff to yourself for a while and roll around in it.

Finally, can I get a little kitty-ma? My housemate went by our apartment today (she was gone all weekend, and left me in charge of the cats), but she'd forgotten her keys, so she couldn't get in. But while she was standing in the driveway, she noticed that there was no screen on the open window in the bathroom. Yikes! And I think I had that window open nearly all weekend long, because the weather was so gorgeous. The window is covered by a curtain, and all the other windows have screens on them, so I didn't notice the missing screen and didn't think to check.

Now I'm worried that one (or more) of the cats will have gone missing by the time I get home tonight. To put it mildly, this would not be good. They are very much indoor cats, and we live on a busy street in a not-particularly-residential area. Not to mention, my housemate is about the cat-ladiest person I know, and would be hit extremely hard by the loss of one of her cats. I'm somewhat comforted by the thought that none of them escaped over the weekend, when the window was wide open. Still, I'm fretting, and it's at least an hour and a half until I can get home to check on them. wah.