ita's head is rebooting itself!
And the party's at the centre -- most of the floors are lightly padded. And lots of people trained in first aid.
Good choice.
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ita's head is rebooting itself!
And the party's at the centre -- most of the floors are lightly padded. And lots of people trained in first aid.
Good choice.
Suela, you don't have to go to the party. Take the ten bucks and go see a movie, or buy a bottle of wine or a pizza. You deserve it.
I'm not dizzy anymore. And the smallest intervals I've had between two fainting spells are most efficiently measured in months.
Unless someone springs an impromptu vocab test on me as part of the five minute commute to the party, I'll be just fine. And I have no intention of drinking.
I'll be fine.
It's great, honestly. I have no idea how long it will last -- despite the pain from where I hit my head, this is the first time in days and days I've not felt pre-, post-, or pendant-migraine.
Done eating the curry. Now for tea and pie.
'suela - you don't have to go .
you can look at some artwork by a friend of mine.
It really amazes me what can be done with an etch- a - sketch.
You can also listen to some of his music.
Thsi is they guy that is doing the house concert at our house. I didn't know there was so much stuff on his website.
you are not making me happy.
Beth, when is this house concert? Cause it's been a while since I saw you guys, and I trust your taste in music...
Thanks, guys. I may beg off. I just realized that if I did go to the party, I'd be standing most of the night, and that would be a problem, since my plantar fasciitis has flared up with a vengeance in the last few days. If my feet are going to hurt, I'd rather it be because I was running, not standing around at a party in a costume.
I still feel bad, but I'll try to schedule a lunch with the hostess in the next few weeks.
It is in Press - Saturday the 5th.
ita, please take care of your brainpan. Have some more Ting.
We're back from a Haight Street jaunt that involved braving the fabric store on Halloween weekend (so Emmett's Harpo coat can have pockets), the bookstore (to get some cards) and the cafe (for shooting mostly inept pool punctuated by a few brilliant shots). Now we're back home resting up before we catch Mirrormask in the theater one more time.
Why am I watching The Blair Witch Project? Somebody hold me.