omg, can someone do my work for me please? I feel like I might be sick at any moment and my whole body hurts.
'Bushwhacked'
Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Canadaigua Lake is beautiful for a wedding-- are they doing it in the big hotel there?
If that's the Inn by the Lake, then yes. I've been dreading the drive (6 hrs. +/- on Rt. 90), but looking forward to the actual event. The groom and bride are sticking around until Tuesday as well, and there's a trip planned Monday into Rochester for lunch at some BBQ joint where they know a bartender (who I think is one of the Groom's men).
I was best man at his first wedding, but between that marriage imploding, and only very intermittent contact in the last few years, I'm not surprised to only be a guest this time around.
omg, can someone do my work for me please? I feel like I might be sick at any moment and my whole body hurts.
Ugh. Migraine, or something else?
I think fibro + stress.
Ugh. I hope you feel better soon.
Harriet the tortoise, one of the world's oldest known living creatures, has died in Australia aged about 175.
Senior vet Dr John Hangar told Australia's ABC that Harriet, a Giant Galapagos tortoise, had died of heart failure after a short illness.
What day are you leaving, Aurelia?
Tomorrow, if I can aggregate my fecal matter.
I'm thinking I might even leave early enough that I won't be arriving in the middle of the night. Presuming the car doesn't conk out in Grand Rapids like it did last year.
weekend: off to day whihc means work tomorrow afternoon. so maybe breakfast work dinner tomorrow. DH comes home today - flys out monday ( can you say road boy) we are thinking of heading to sf on sunday ( where it should be cooler) and walking for a bit. and being with just us.
Oh, dear lord. I so prefer the Powerbook keyboard to this Compaq nc6230. Or, at the very least, I'm more used to it and don't double damned post.
Oh, poor msbelle.
I have no plans for the weekend past the usual other than going in to fight the blue belt candidates. One of them gave me a lump on my forehead, and she needs to pay.
Uh, I mean I'm doing this for their own good.
I'm currently in a panic meeting at work for a project that's not mine--I'm being the transcriber. I'm too anal for this sort of stuff. It makes me fall behind in note-taking. Plus I need to pee. And they're having a discussion on the other end of the lab that I've been ignoring.
Still! Free lunch including brownies and lemon squares.
Damn! I need to go back to my desk anyway for meds. Curse this chemical leash.