I need to call the phone company about something. I'm looking on my bill and they don't list a phone number.

Just pick up the phone and start talking. They'll know it's you, and what it's about.

That's also what you do if you need to contact the NSA, or the Trilateral Commission.

Add a salad and some good bread, and you are so the winner.

Check. Fella 'loves cheese'...he's so Buffy. So I'll make homemade bleu cheese dressing. Apples and pecans...yeah.

I'm not all google is evil, but I'd still not do this.

Juliana--I keep meaning to ask--did you have extensive post-concussive syndrome after your fall?

At lunch, I was all "where is this blood coming from?" and the answer was my thumb. Just now I was all "what is that schmootz on my knuckles?" and the answer was a sprawling bruise.

ita, did they send me your day by mistake?

Thanks for the birthday wishes everyone!

Beej, congrats on the new relationship.

Felicitations and ~ma to those that need and deserve them.

Any suggestions for side dishes to go with shrimp scampi?

rice and broccoli. the better to soak up the garlic butter with. Unless you are making british shrimp scampi, which we call fried shrimp. And then I would suggest a nice salad.

Juliana--I keep meaning to ask--did you have extensive post-concussive syndrome after your fall?

Oh, hell yes. It was part of the reason I felt so betrayed by the whole divorce thing - I am/was still recuperating, and it felt like he couldn't deal. There is still fallout from the injury, even 15 months later. I'm planning to go see a neuropsych for cognitive testing as soon as I get my health insurance back. (I meant to last fall, but I had other things taking my attention.)

I forget - have you been sent to a neuropsych yet? Has it been discussed?

My dad's birthday was Valentine's Day so it remains special to us. I have no plans other than getting kiddy valentines tonight.

Love the CNN page Cheney link. Too much fun!!

Also enjoying the jokes. I am looking forward to the late night comics and Jon. Ah such fun.

My two year old's daycare sent a note home tonight that we need to bring valentines and a snack tomorrow for their valentine's party. To which I says "sheesh" on a variety of levels.

A kid got on the bus this afternoon and said, "Cheney shot a guy! I've been saying it all day, and it's still fun!"

I am/was still recuperating, and it felt like he couldn't deal

Other people are a fuckery, aren't they? Or more accurately, one's interaction with them. Dependence, vulnerability, habit, change...it's so fraught.

There is still fallout from the injury, even 15 months later.

Ah, man, that's awful.

have you been sent to a neuropsych yet?

Nope. Setting the headaches aside for a moment (ahh, that feels nice), I've had some vocab lapses and some difficulty remembering people's names. I worked out coping mechanisms for the one back when I concussed in my 20s, and I just ignore the second. And I can feel them both getting better.