Msbelle, I put a link to how to rescue wet electronics in Bitches a while back, but I'm on a Blackberry and can't Nilly.
I came into work. It just seemed easier and mentally healthy. My left arm is a bit sloppy and achey, but it's a training day, so I might get by. Or leave early. This crap is stupid.
New coworker has a habit of drumming his feet against the floor à la Fred Flintstone. I'm tempted to bust out a pen and make clickety noises until he breaks.
Check out the nutrition facts for any Bush speech.
That's the one, Nilly.
Okay. Finally off Blackberry for a few seconds.
Pain management guy poked at my incredibly tight shoulder for a couple seconds, at which I was very stoic, and then said he needed to break the tension cycle in the shoulder by numbing "trigger points."
That's when the crying started. Keerist. I thought orthopedic surgeon Dr. Z brought in the pain. But this is also infinitely more depressing, and I'm learning that typing on a full keyboard is kinda painful (most of the shots (of 8) were in the left shoulder). And I have a hell of a lot of typing to complete before 7:30 today. I feel like a cat who's had one side of whiskers trimmed. Plus pain.
I think the big danger here is setting a precedent for the ability of the executive to ignore laws during a self-declared war on a noun.
Hmm... I
just
said I wanted to tag Tom and now Gud it tempting me...
Oh, ita, I take it painkillers are not helping?
I take it painkillers are not helping?
They are painkillers. The irony is not lost. It's to get worse before it gets better.
Ugh. That just plain sucks. No other way around that.
Wow, that Zillow place is cool. It also makes me think I should sell the house.
Poor msbelle. What they said about it being better after drying.