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!"
Hilarious.
Other people are a fuckery, aren't they?
Word.
Ah, man, that's awful.
Meh. I mean, thanks, but it's mostly coping mechanisms like the ones you described. My brain got scrambled - I had to learn new ways to think. I write so. much. more. down now, though. My short-term is for shit.
For msbelle - my date tomorrow night will be at the Monkey Noodle House. I will report back on the tastiness of the monkey noodles.
Of course, I went to the fauxnews Cheney site and put in GWB's name. It is a lot of fun.
My coping mechanism for forgetting people's names is to say "Oh, fuckit. The guy." It's a really fun mechanism, and I wished I'd adopted it before the injury. Or "the trauma" as it was described in hushed tones by another instructor today.
I don't worry as much about forgetting things like that now because I have no idea if I'm imagining it or not. Or, at least, I'll never know when I get back to normal, because I've been paying so damned much attention. Like cries of "I forget because I'm old!" that make me think "You were this bad 15 years ago. Shut up." It is what it is, and who really
needs
to remember Steven Weber's name anyway¹? Or that one guy who was on the thing with the guy that was on Angel that one time?
¹:Rhetorical, naturally. Let it slide.
juliana makes me smile.
I am going home and hopefully sleeping shortly thereafter.
Ahhh, that's a good new tag.
So I just logged into my gmail and saw their chat feature was activated and guess who had a greenlight? Phil!
So I chatted him up, which surprised him considerably, and now he's trying to book our hotel room for us at the Bellagio. That would be arriving Friday April 14, and checking out, Monday April 17.
I also told him that now that he's a celebrity he's going to have to figure out the options to make sure he isn't pestered incessantly by chat requests.
hey, why can't I get to gmail? it's been telling me that they're having server issues all day!
I can get in, so it must be all your fault. Sorry.
Sweet!
He just called back.
Corner tower deluxe. Fountain view. And he's going to try and get us "line passes" which sound like some sort of D&D powerup, but basically let you cut the line for the super fancy Bellagio buffet.
Is this you and JZ? Sweet.
