That's not the good sort of exciting, sara. Want me to come over and break it up?

I'm better at French than geo or hist. Ironically -- my three worst high school subjects. And I did quite decently at the French quiz.

I'm scared to take a quiz in something I was good at.

Sure! Cops came rather promptly (I'm used to being put on hold and then 45+ minutes, but this time I got 3 whole cops, including a woman!) and got to hear that the deadbolt was supposedly jammed and so the cops mocked each other into jumping onto the balcony.

I'm just wondering, can I go to bed yet? And..not wondering, but I should really move.

There was a guy from Columbia's School of Public Health, and he was terrifying in general.

Did you have to call the cops on him?

I'm cold. I wish I weren't.

Uhg... still no cop visit and I want to sleep. I got one last time, but I didn't greet them with a "HI! I'm the one who called!" from the balcony last time. A scotch didn't help that (yeah, I'm a good witness, I'm an easy drunk!) and just... my aspen-birch-whatever sheets are calling!

Fuckit, I'm going to bed. It's quiet now. They have my number from 911.

Not sure what happened to that last post in getting from my head to the posting box, but I meant to say the guy from Columbia was on The Daily Show a while ago. And also talked about the bird flu, but not just that.

Edit: And back with Actual Information, it was Irwin Redlener, he's a disaster preparedness guy, and you can get to the the clip from here: [link]

Not sure what happened to that last post in getting from my head to the posting box

Time, mostly, I'd wager.

So, I took the physics and math tests, and I did well on them both. And I'm having a migraine and am concussed, so it's like no time has passed since high school. Rock on! Especially if you count that I saw Michael Praed on TV the other day and he was still painfully pretty. Let's do the time warp again.

So ... here's the thing ... should I live in fear of the meds or the pain? I mean .. the doctor thinks that the pain made me faint but fuck! I'm good at pain. That makes no sense. Now I'm afeared of taking the meds because I think they will make me faint again.

I don't like the pain, but I really really don't like the fainting, especially with the tendency of gravity and hard objects to exist willy nilly.

Time, mostly, I'd wager.

Except, I even left out half of the stuff I was trying to say, regardless of the actual, you know, conversation.

I did crap on all of those tests except math and english. I would have done better at the math if I had been more committed to doing the arithmetic. I kept trying to do stuff in my head and getting it wrong.

But! Speaking of me being a genius, I got a fucking 100 on my econ midterm! She said she graded easy, but still. I don't know when the last time was I got a 100.

ita, if I were you, I would take plenty of pain meds, but be careful of mixing stuff. Also of driving. And possibly standing up. Not sure how possible that is for you.