billytea -- clearly there is a plague of insanity running through your town.

Better luck next venue.

You make speed dating sound fun, meanwhile, I was watching that show about on-line dating on ABC (Hooking Up?) and thinking that I would not be able to do that speed-dating thing.

BT, those women are crazy and wrongheaded.

Was in to see Hubby. He's running a slight fever, and he's still hurting. I hope they keep him for a few days, he'd be miserable at home and I wouldn't feel right about being at work while he's like this. I hate to be all "Yay, low-grade fever!" but while LGF is in the house, he's not leaving the full-time, highly trained care. Even though some of the nurses look like 14-year-olds and he doesn't trust any of them to help him maneuver in and out of bed. I am so not used to looming over grown-ups. I'm only 5' 2"!

I tried to sleep, but what with all the sleeping I did earlier today, and some coughing, NSM with the sleeping now. Am debating putting on pants and going to 7-11 for icecream. Which doesn't sound as good as "real" food right now, but does sound more likely to be able to eat it.

So much insanity in one city is a sad thing. Poor Melbourne.

Yeah. Thanks everyone. I'm still finding it disheartening. Guess I have to get it all back together before tomorrow night.

Or an echidna killed their brothers.

nodnodnod I'm going with this.

Hmm. Seems bonkers to me, billy - from your description of the event, though, I remember you said that you were treating it kind of like performance to a crowd, type of thing (which I can totally sympathise with) and that one of them commented on this. Could that be it? Or are they all insane?

t /baffled

Oh, hey, I recorded a voice message!...only I don't know how to let you hear it, because it seems that you have to be a member of the site to hear it. Huh. I do talk veryveryvery fast, and sound a bit too blonde, but never mind, eh?

Hmm. Seems bonkers to me, billy - from your description of the event, though, I remember you said that you were treating it kind of like performance to a crowd, type of thing (which I can totally sympathise with) and that one of them commented on this. Could that be it? Or are they all insane?

I don't think so. If I may say so, I'm an impressive performer. I mean, one or two, sure, but I was checking on body language as I was going and I was getting good reactions - open positions, mirroring stance, active expressions. (And I consistently got a great reaction from the one-liners and all.) Plus, I occasionally pulled little tricks like increasing intimacy by motioning them in for mock secrets, and didn't encounter resistance. (On the flipside, I was also very careful to provide active and interested listening.) I mean, it wasn't a perfect performance, but it was damn impressive for a Jona Lewie kind of guy (you'll always find me in the kitchen at parties).

The woman who commented on it, I think it actually helped. I mean, it's a boost to her, very perspicacious, and it was something we could laugh about. I'm going to have to sleep on this and think about what I can improve, but at bottom it feels like I was either too old, or too squishy, or both. (But it's fun! I'm like a stressball!)

My bro still smokes pot on a daily basis. I think this might be the trip for me to take up the habit.

I'm sayin'. Dude. What was I saying? Well, it might help. Unless you get paranoid easily on the stuff.

Timelies, all!

I went to bed last night at 8:30 with a fever/chills/aches. I haven't had a fever in years, but I felt so awful. Thankfully, my mom is awesome and she took Ellie for me and just woke me up to nurse. The fever is mostly gone this morning and I'm greatful for that.

Stephanie! The bar is coming up soon, isn't it? I'm vibing hard for you....

Thanks, Maria! I can sure use it. 11 more days.

I still don't have my bar exam admission certificate yet. I sent my application the first week in March. The bar examiners have lost 2 certified letters I sent them. They made a huge deal about having stuff notarized and certified. Then when I called yesterday, the woman told me to just fax a copy of the stuff they had lost. I'm not complaining about the fax part, but they made me jump through so many hoops and then they don't enforce their own rules or keep track of the paperwork they receive. These are the same people who gave me such a hard time about the breastpump (which shouldn't be an issue, BTW, because Ellie has been going 4 hours at night. It won't be comfortable, but not too distracting either)

Skipping like a skipping thing, here.

Ya know what would be funny. Or sick... if I got a dog and named it The Cat Bastet.