My husband refuses to use any kind of key chain. He carries all of his keys -- work, home, car -- loose. It's one of those things that makes me crazy, even though it really has nothing to do with me.

{{{vw}}} I think you can wear whatever you like to work.

My left ear is plugged up from the cold. Sometimes I forget and hold the phone to that ear -- hilarity ensues.

(((vw)))

I was at the hospital this morning having blood work done (checking to see if the thyroid medication is starting to work). While I was there a girl freaked out and fainted. She was recovering just as I sat down, right across from her. I hope she didn't watch as I was siphoned.

So I got to work late and I'm leaving early to go to a doctor's appointment. I'm such a slacker.

Megan, did she freak out at a blood draw? Poor thing.

Aimee, can you add something like a big, pink fuzzy bunny to your keyring so MM will be able to id them?

Maybe a small tiara.

Megan, did she freak out at a blood draw? Poor thing.

Oh yeah. They sent her out to get a muffin and calm down and promised her express service when she got herself back together. They were very good to her. Made a boring visit a little more exciting for me too.

Gronk. Morning!

vw - I wish there were something we could do besides shake our fists impotently at the universe. Much calm and patience and wellness ~ma to you, all day long and in my sleep, too.

Very much this.

Daniel's pics make me so very un-nostalgic for MN. Though when asked about perfect spring days, walking home when the buds first start appearing on the trees in Minneapolis is at the top of the list. Do we have spring here? How do we tell?

Fay, you look fanTABulous. Just nummy. So do you, SA.

Have fun storming the castle(s), Nora and Tom!

Oh, VW. Bleh! I want to hug the good nurse, though.

Fay, that's wonderful hair. It's a perfect length for you.

SA's hair, with its envy-worthy curls, also looks swell.

At work. First spelled that as "wrok." Want to be sleeping. Boss said I look terrible. At least I'm convincing...

Best wishes vw.

Ugh. I can't actually concentrate on getting work done. I should have never agreed to take on this project that the project leader wants by tomorrow. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.

ION, my shirt is sticking to me. I was hooked up to the EKG machine while they gave me the IV dilantin, so they could watch all of my vital signs (things can go very, very wrong with IV dilantin). I took off all the stickies and took a shower, but apparently I'm still sticky. It's kind of weird.