Gnargh. I have two or three meetings to set up, and maybe the weekly status report will have to wait until the weekend.

At least the boss knows I'm having a migraine -- I was so completely mealy-mouthed in the meeting that it embarassed me.

The pain is low, but the mental infringement is way high.

ita, I was at the doctor's today and read July's Vogue. They had an article in there about women picking up surfing, and mentioned a couple of surfing schools/instructors.

Set up the meetings and go.

puts gas in the schadenfreudemobile

marries this phrase

A funny --

Two little boys, approximately 4 or 5 years old, spy each other in line. Their mothers are holding their respective hands, staring straight ahead at the menu board with that dispassionate glazed look -- like they're pumping gas, or waiting for a dog to do its business.

Little boy #1: Hey! You get McDonald's for breakfast too!
Little boy #2: Yeah! I'm getting pancakes! I thought I was never going to get pancakes again.
Little boy #1: How come? Your mom doesn't make pancakes at home?
Little boy #2: No. I only get them here. And I didn't think I was ever going to taste them ever again.
Little boy #1: How come?
Little boy #2: Because after my little brother's birthday party, my Mom said she'd rather take it up the ass than eat here anymore.

Bon, cool. I'll have to have a look. I'm thinking the one lesson won't be enough for me to be sure.

cool timewasty game: [link]

Okay, going to get gas, go home, take a pill and order in.

My shoulders are so tight that joints are cracking when I push them back.

My shoulders are so tight that joints are cracking when I push them back.

That's not normal? Huh

Little boy #2: Because after my little brother's birthday party, my Mom said she'd rather take it up the ass than eat here anymore.

Hee! That sounds very OverheardinNewYork.com

Did his mom hear him say this?