I've had relationships like that.

Hee!

I also just fully laughed out loud at work after a back-and-forth of "Scrubs" lyrics on LJ. (The TLC song, not the sitcom.)

I can't believe I have to be in this building another 5.5 hours, though.

I just made weekend chiro and hot tub/massage appointments to address my back/neck issues

Does your new chiro have an IMDB entry?

I've finally narrowed it down -- my chiro (in the abstract, not perving on the actual one) is the person I should marry. It's a gentler and less stressful relationship than one has with one's doctor or physical therapist, plus regular attention to the craft will be that much more more convenient.

Similar to the reasons for marrying one's masseur, except I think I'd rather settle for a lame massage than risk a not-great adjustment.

Does your new chiro have an IMDB entry?

Sadly, no.

Maybe I can find a PT with one, when it comes time for that.

I love the Pooh Casing. I wish to do that all the time now.

And "Scrubs" is a really funny song. As is "Mama Said Knock You Out" in the right context, as I discovered at lunch just today. Also, was the vote on repealing the day about yesterday, because I would like to nominate today for more of the same treatment.

Scrubs, apart from the opening salvo drives me nuts.

I love the term Pooh Case. Never heard it before, but I have certainly come across the phenomenon as college students Pooh Case all the time. I always called it 18th century capitals, but now I shall call it Pooh Case.

I should be napping. Both my babies are napping, hence I would be grading, but DH took the car and all my grading with it. Phooey.

Well, at this point it is either Scrubs (Isn't it No Scrubs now that I think about it? Who knows?) or Mr. Bojangles, which is currently being sung about two feet away from me. I know which one I'm choosing. Plus, I feel there should be more use of the term buster.

I love Mr. Bojangles! I bet he can carpool without women dissing him!

On the phone with people who are forcing me to be the logical one. Don't they understand??! Swelling! In my brain! Can't think! And I do feel a bit self-conscious when the person who calls me to explain stuff ends up petering out with a "Maybe I should just doublecheck and make sure I understand it." That's not what I was trying to get, or the effect I wanted.

Plus, the whole thinking thing set my head off. I wonder if I can last until 5.

Yeah, I realized the song is No Scrubs, and the show is Scrubs.

Also, was the vote on repealing the day about yesterday, because I would like to nominate today for more of the same treatment.

Luckily for you, it was about today!

Luckily for you, it was about today!

Wait...if today is repealed, was it?

Luckily my head already hurts.