'Not Fade Away'
[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.
As I was walking to the bathroom, a co-worker in the admin department greeted me. We're on friendly terms ever since we met at a company party in April.
"Hi, Sunil."
"Hi," I said.
She dropped her voice down a little as she said, "I just wanted to let you know that I, personally, am taking care of your paperwork."
"Oh," I said.
"So I don't want you fretting anymore. I'm going to make this happen."
"Thank you," I said.
TAKE THAT, MOM.
I had cellulitis on my face. It was teh suck.
I went to my great uncle's for lunch today. A great uncle I haven't seen since I was about three. He is a most lovely man. He used to be a chef for noble families all over Enland, and he now live in a retirement cottage on the estate of Lord and Lady Halifax. He lives in the most adorable little village with two pug dogs, and is just full of stories. It's so nice to meet bits of family that you've sort of forgotten about and then actually like.
I like your family, Jars. Can I share with you? Pretend to be some long lost cousin from the colonies?
{{{{{{Sean, Brenda, et al.}}}}}}
Someone tell me to put the laundry out on the line, then walk over to the farmers' market to see if there is anything I want/need - particularly local honey. Will check the health food store next, but I'm bloody sick of these allergies.
sending out lots of ma~~
glad to hear good news from a few of you ...
and I want to stop hurting from this stupid fall
{{beth}} healing~ma to you.
I think I should have eaten lunch before going to the farmers' market. No honey to be found. BUT one lady did have no refined sugar, no preservatives, freshly milled wheat, whole wheat bread. She gave me a sample and that was the end of my self control. I got three loaves, one of which I think is a cinnamon/raisin loaf. Oh, well, at least I don't have to worry about what to have for lunch now. Mmmmmm.... bread. t /homer
God, thanks to fanfic, my brain is all "Cellulitis isn't nice like everybody supposes." Sorry.
Yeah, thanks, erika. That's gonna stick with me for a while.
Ok, that bread? That bread is the sort of thing that is the reason why the word lady originally meant 'giver of bread', etc. [link]
And by the way, how come nobody told me about the Online Etymology Dictionary [link] before? Did they keep it a secret from all of us?
"Cellulitis isn't nice like everybody supposes."
Because Moses supposes erroneously?
L & D is sort of an ICU because the nurse:patient ratio is never more than 1:2. Hence the price. All that personal nursing care and attention is expensive!
SEPSIS (CTC GRADE 3) (LLT: Sepsis)
FEVER OF UNKNOWN ETIOLOGY (CTC GRADE 1) (LLT: Fever)
CELLULITIS OF LEG (CTC GRADE 3) (LLT: Cellulitis of leg)
Um. If a person has cellulitis and is septic, I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that their fever is hardly of unknown etiology. They have cellulitis and they're septic! How much more known could the etiology be?!
ION, I had a fantastic date last night; we've already made plans for Saturday. He is an adorable redhead and vegetarian and was an English major at Amherst where he specialized in modern poetry. He is witty and funny and smart. I am very, very pleased.