Things are in limbo right now.
'The Killer In Me'
Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Hey Emily, when a class is described as "Intro to finite math", what the heck type of math is it?
Er. Could they mean discrete, maybe? I'm really not sure. Sorry!
Hope your tailbone starts feeling better soon Hec.
Hey all. Have been lurking like a lurking thing lately, due to being blue and very busy. Spreading glittery ~ma to all and sundry.
I'm starting to think I don't have a bruise but possibly a tiny fracture in my coccyx.
Bruising/bleeding definitely not a prereq, Hec.
Signed, Fractured Mine in Childbirth, Ask me How!
I'm starting to think I don't have a bruise but possibly a tiny fracture in my coccyx.
Ouch, Hec. That's painful.
My mother fractured the last two bones in her spine falling off a stepstool while cleaning out the cabinet over the refrigerator, proving, once again, that housework can kill you.
(edited because I can't seem to do anything right the first time today)
I'm starting to think I don't have a bruise but possibly a tiny fracture in my coccyx.
Sounds like you need an ass-ray, Hec. Ouch.
My Mother fractured her tailbone by giving birth to me.
My last dentist honest to d-G died from falling off a ladder. I came back from vacation to find a letter in the mail saying he was being replaced at the practice and that was the first I heard of it! Freaked me right the heck out. And it wouldn't surprise me to find out he was attending to a "honey-do" when it happened. I feel for beth's friend; he was damn lucky. Such a simple piece of equipment, so deadly.
Brrr. Okay, enough with the geese and shit.
Hey Emily, when a class is described as "Intro to finite math", what the heck type of math is it?
I think that means the class will someday end.
My last dentist honest to d-G died from falling off a ladder.
This along with Beth's post reminds me of reading through a BBS on grieving and being shocked at how many people there had lost somebody by falling off a ladder or a roof. People don't think it's dangerous. It's dangerous!