Timelies.
I didn't know there was this much gronk potential in the world. A gift from the insomnia faerie. Ugh.
Had a bad night. Went to bed before the end of Colbert because I was falling asleep on the couch. Then, just as I was drifting off, there was what sounded like a piece of furniture being shifted and then a loud thump/bang, followed by dead silence, from the unit (the landlord's) upstairs. I was freaked out, and waited and waited for another sound. The guy's nice enough to talk to, but a little odd and seems to live almost like a shut in (if he works, he works out of his apartment), and he also smokes/drinks, so I was absolutely horrified that he'd had a heart attack or similar and keeled over, or, worse, had done something awful like maybe hung himself (the sound could have been a chair getting dragged and then kicked over). Worst case scenario thinking, I know, but things happen, and I don't know enough about the guy to say if he's got those tenedencies or not.
So I continued to freak out, and wonder if I should do something, while also thinking that would seem ridiculous (on one or two occasions, there have been not disimilar noises at weird hours in the last year, but never so much absolute quiet afterwards), and just waited to hear any sound of movement. Finally around 3 am, I heard distinct footsteps, and then again a few minutes later. I was hella relieved, but by that point I was so freaking adrenalized that even though I was exhausted I couldn't get to sleep at all (and didn't).
I'm not even on fumes at this point, but I couldn't call in to work today for a bunch of reasons.
Next time, Frank, put on your stereo really loud, and then if he yells or thumps down at you, you know he's OK. :-)
Dana and I are as one in our PR assessment.
I was reading somewhere that Lindsey Lohan has a recent article in which she talks about her struggles with bulimia and body issue problems. This article was published in the same week as the Us Weekly magazine that featured Lohan along with a few others in an article on "Celebrity Diet Secrets Revealed!"
And to go upthread a bit:
Buffalo Bill S1 - S2 (great great Dabney Coleman sitcom)
A great series! My favorite ep was the one where he was abusing his assistant (played by the guy who later played Mac in Night Court) more than usual, and started getting threats of civil rights lawsuits. Most of the ep consisted of a dream sequence of him in an all-black courtroom, and the entire soundtrack was set to "Hit the Road, Jack," with Dabney lip-synching Ray's lines, and the prosecuting attorney, judge, and jury singing the Raylettes.
Next time, Frank, put on your stereo really loud, and then if he yells or thumps down at you, you know he's OK. :-)
Heh, I kinda considered that. I was just hoping to hear something - a cough, a footstep, another crash, ANYTHING - and didn't expect it to be 3 hours later. Plus, I was still trying to get to sleep, despite the concern, but my room is so quiet (aside from the occasional thing that goes bump in the night), that sometimes, if I'm not seriously sleepy tired, when I drift off and start to snore, the sound of my own snoring wakes me up again. It almost makes me miss the constant white noise of living right on the truck route.
I think that Lindsay Lohan article was in Vanity Fair.
ita, i have a wee Congrats on the Brown Belt gift for you!
Having been too skinny, I do disagree. I'm not insanely obsessed with the inadequacy of my body, but I know I'm healthier when I'm closer to 150 than 100.
But the article isn't about people who are skinny by means of intent or medical difficulty -- it explicitly is about people who are healthily slim, and overcome their native genetic tendencies with the application of extreme food and exercise discipline.
I think that eating 8000 calories a day as disordered and weird as eating only 500 calories a day. It's like the mirror-opposite of crash-dieting.
C'mon -- it's a pastime to look at Mischa Barton and that Olsen chick and Nicole Richie and mutter "Eat a sandwich! Get some flesh on that frame!"
Sure -- but they're standing in for the preponderance of skinniness (the vast majority of it painful) in Hollywood. Saying it to an individual, who does eat reasonably, is about as insane (and gauche) as saying, "You're fat! Stop eating!" to an individual.
Now, one might suggest that, because fat people endure this all the time, it's fair game on skinny people. Which, I can't entirely argue with that. But I'd rather work up some basic social rules that apply across all situations, like,
Attempting to beat variety out of the human genome is a pointless application of brutality
and
Butting in on somebody else's food choices is about as rude as eating off that person's plate.
I think that Lindsay Lohan article was in Vanity Fair.
And I think she tried to deny it afterwards.
i have a wee Congrats on the Brown Belt gift for you!
Oh, nice! Thank you so much. Is it a stick with which to beat my PT?
Hm. I can add a stick to it.