Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.
[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.
I had vestibular neuronitis once. It sucked ASS. It took me over a week to not throw up whenever I rolled over in bed. Bleh. I went to the ER, too and they said, "Virus. You'll get over it. Here's some meclizine. Bye."
lisah, with good care (yay moms!) and some time, I hope it's over quickly.
Back-ma for Nora.
Laura, congrats to Brendon! Getting on as a freshman is really something. I'm sorry for his friend. It's too bad because team sports can really help kids get over self-centered ideas and teach cooperation. I hope he does stay active in something, though.
I wasn't sport oriented (read, coordinated or athletic) but my twin sister was. I basically managed every sport team she was on--basketball and cross country all though high school, which was kind of nice for both of us.
One kid's napping, one kids beside me snacking and a huge basket of laundry is sitting in front of me on the table. It's mocking me with it's unfoldedness.
{{{lisah}}} Vertigo sounds really awful. I hope it goes away quickly. I'm glad you have your mom there to take care of you.
Laura, congratuations to Brendon for making the team! Best of luck to him in high school.
It seems I can't stay up until 1am anymore without feeling all groggy and weird. When did that happen?
My word. I'd never heard of this horrible thing, and find out in the same morning that three people I know have had it. I'm going to obsess about getting this for the rest of my days.
OK, I'm leaving work shortly and will be having a massage at 3pm.
{{{Nora}}} I hope the massage helps.
It did the last time... I should have gone back sooner.
Man, I can barely type! Crazy.
Yay, Brendon!
Not so yay for the vertigo, lisah. Get well~ma to you.
WS, if you keep going on about your R&J and Ophelia hate, you're going to force me to send you tapes of Slings and Arrows, dammit.
Bring it! Inside I am still seething about those two silly teens, and have only ceased ranting to avoid getting put into the loony bin. Seething, I tell you.
ETA: Yay, massage for Nora! Go, massage! Do wonders for her.
DAMN IT. I missed the Shakespeare discussion.
Um. I realize that as threats go, that one... isn't. "You shape up, you, or I'm going to send you 12 hours of Paul Gross being beautiful and eloquent and passionate and making you love characters you never thought you could! He's naked in one scene too! Don't you push me, missy! I'll do it, I swear to GOD."
To be fair, I had the same idea (of sending the tapes), and then realized that it wasn't much of a threat either. Thing is, I've never really liked Romeo & Juliet, even though I can certainly enjoy the Slings & Arrows bits and Baz Luhrmann's take on it. They both exhibit so much stupidity that it's hard to get behind the idea of Tragically Doomed Lovers. Shakespeare can write Tragic Doom like no one else, but R&J specifically are just... argh. On the other hand, it's a very good example of how love can make you do the wacky.
Does anyone (else) remember years ago the BBC did ALL of Shakespeare and, for the wars of the roses ones, used the same actors for the same roles throughout?
Ayup. We went through all of the BBC's productions in "Shakespeare On Film", and I loved that nice bit of continuity.
I LOVE Mad Margaret. LOVE. And even though most of Richard III is libel, it's some of the most well-written and playable and enjoyable libel ever. Richard is one of the best characters in the English canon.
{{{lisah}}} Vertigo is of massive suckitude.
does dance of having meara soon
Yay for massage!
I'm going to obsess about getting this for the rest of my days.
heh. yeah. I'm going to obsess a bit about it recurring.
Thanks for all the well wishes everyone! and I hope I'm the last one of anyone any of us know to get the vertigo virus!
I'd never heard of this horrible thing, and find out in the same morning that three people I know have had it. I'm going to obsess about getting this for the rest of my days.
I am Cindy, and I don't like it.
Lisa, that sounds dreadful. I'm glad you seem to be better.
Congratulations to Brendon!