Allyson's paranoia and self-doubt have taken the driver's seat. The rest of Allyson is locked in the trunk.
See how I'm not punching him? I think I've grown.
Mal ,'Shindig'
Natter 40: The Nice One
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Allyson - Nov 10, 2005 11:14:40 am PST #2850 of 10006
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Aims - Nov 10, 2005 11:15:21 am PST #2851 of 10006
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Does she have her smokes, though? THAT is the question.
sarameg - Nov 10, 2005 11:20:22 am PST #2852 of 10006
Sara is hating her employer's useless web site with down servers when she finally got around to doing something she'd been procrastinating.
Except..it isn't down. I just can't get to it from a PC using IE. I can get to it from unix using netscape, but that doesn't do me any good, damnit!
Back to the cold noisy computer room.
§ ita § - Nov 10, 2005 11:22:58 am PST #2853 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Don't smoke in the trunk. The ventilation is crap.
I wonder if I can call the co-worker Johnny Fairplay without outing myself as a big old b-board surfer. Well, he can kinda see over my shoulder anyway. He knows I'm not working.
Saw the neuro. Not that much progress, really. Except to extend the possibility of the post-concussive syndrome lasting to a year. Girl on crack, yo.
Christ -- one of my krav students works at the neuro. Might even be one of the doctors. World could stand to be bigger.
Anyway, there's nothing they can do for the heart-rate induced nausea, headaches and dizziness. Almost could, but the non-FDA approved usage of Effexor for this might conflict with the migraine meds, and I have my priorities. She wants me on anti-epileptic prophylactic meds, in case the fainting is seizures, and I need to get an EEG.
Jessica - Nov 10, 2005 11:36:18 am PST #2854 of 10006
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Apropos of nothing, the clouds outside my office window right now are amazing. Chrysler Building + golden hour = BEAUTIFUL.
(I took a picture with my camera phone, but it didn't come out -- they sky was completely blown out.)
sarameg - Nov 10, 2005 11:48:07 am PST #2855 of 10006
I am cursing, I'll curse on your behalf ita. Sorry they didn't give you anything good definitive.
§ ita § - Nov 10, 2005 11:49:27 am PST #2856 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Thanks. I have an acupuncture appointment set up for Saturday. Time to give the Orient a swing at my noggin.
Let's cross our fingers!
amych - Nov 10, 2005 11:49:27 am PST #2857 of 10006
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Bad enough to have a 4:00 meeting. Worse when boss schedules something else and fails to send a cancellation.
Nutty - Nov 10, 2005 11:54:04 am PST #2858 of 10006
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
EEGs are good. Finding out for sure whether you're having seizures, also good. Prospect of puzzling your way through medication conflicts, less good. Heart-rate induced symptoms, not good int he slightest.
You know, I sometimes keep a little list in my head for all the craxy things my body does to me, so I can recite them off to my doctor next time I go (January). But, they are things like "annoying bone spur in foot" and "scaly patches of skin" and "ways to improve bad back" and "excessive snot on more days than not," and never cross that threshold into Call The Doctor Now. I am pretty lucky.
sarameg - Nov 10, 2005 11:57:22 am PST #2859 of 10006
Heck, if kissing frogs would work....
But not those hallucinogenic poison ones. Those would definitely not help.