Yay for shrift's grandmother.
Ugh. Had to temporarily shutdown posting ability on a mailing list I managed because someone's being an arrogant jackass about his political views and I want to kill the kerfuffle before it hits a full boil. Fun.
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.
Yay for shrift's grandmother.
Ugh. Had to temporarily shutdown posting ability on a mailing list I managed because someone's being an arrogant jackass about his political views and I want to kill the kerfuffle before it hits a full boil. Fun.
I could murder a tea latte right now.
Did the tea latte offend you in some manner?
Also, I am completely earwormed with "Love is All Around" because of Allyson. To the point that I had to find an MP3 of the Joan Jett version.
That is like Very Special ER Christmas news.
Snork. Does it come bundled with George Clooney? Not that I really want George Clooney. No, he can keep romping with Brad Pitt and Matt Damon.
Now I'm listening to the Buzzcocks.
Tea Latte sounds delicious.
The database is down, the sysadmins are all drinking and I've got a frog in my throat and wish I could go home.
The database is down, the sysadmins are all drinking and I've got a frog in my throat
First line of a new Tom Waits song?
Cars are getting thoroughly stuck on my street. I think some of them were cutting down the one-way the wrong way in order to avoid a traffic jam, so they're even more screwed up than if they'd gone the right way.
Also, first day of vacation is not going as planned. I woke up this morning to a sign!copy!emergency! That phone call was followed by a call from my dentist. It seems that one of the impressions they took yesterday didn't come out properly so I need to go back this afternoon to do it again.
In happy news, I just got two voicemails. One is from the warehouse telling me my new coffee table has finally made its way here from France. The second is from Disney confirming my appointment on Tuesday! Whoo hooo!
My mom always refers to the fact that her heart occaisionally skips a beat as a murmur, which is apparently a different thing entirely.
Yup. A skipped beat is, well, a skipped beat. It's a rhythm issue, about which my knowledge is way less than half-assed, probably more like quarter-assed. But, nope, it's not a murmur. A murmur's an extra little sound slipping in somewhere around the regular beat.
At least, those are the rough, general, layperson working definitions for kid-murmurs. For all I know, it could be same vocabulary, totally different definitions for grown-ups. Cardiology is wacky that way.