Squee on, bug. Squee on...

It's OK, because it was a scientist squirrel, doing scientific research on human peeing habits.

Where is my mind today?

Sitting here in the cafe, a guy my husband and I used to know just walked by (he moved to Boston a couple years ago). He's one of those people who just turns up every once in a while. The last time I saw him was in Seattle, at a frisbee tournament of 5,000+ people, when someone I knew in NJ (but had moved to TX) was flashing her boobs at him to get a beer. So I introduced them.

Now we're off to have drinks with him.

Can we ask why?

Well, there's two things, actually.

First, after all the fighting I did to get that new asthma medication, I no longer qualify for it. My breathing is in the "normal" range. WOOT! Here's to a new year of less doctor's appointments!!!

Second, (and this is what I'm really squeeing about) I've been asked back to speak at Harvard again next semester. It's so weird to be kind of excited about this, but I kind of see this is one of the big things I'm gonna be doing with the rest of my life--talking about and educating people about my illness, and to be asked back to Harvard Medical School. It's just. It's making me feel like maybe this all does really have a purpose. Maybe I can make a difference in changing attitudes.

Bug, those are both wonderful things to squee about. Ima add my own squee for extra measure.

::squeeeeeee::

Those are both very squeeable, vw. I hope your asthma continues to improve.

Whee for you, bug!

SQUEE for vw!

Also squee for me - I just uploaded my last paper for my Metadata class!!! Final tomorrow for other class and then I'm D-O-N-E!

It's so weird to be kind of excited about this, but I kind of see this is one of the big things I'm gonna be doing with the rest of my life--talking about and educating people about my illness, and to be asked back to Harvard Medical School. It's just. It's making me feel like maybe this all does really have a purpose. Maybe I can make a difference in changing attitudes.

SQUEEEEEEE!

I swear I hate planning Christmas travel. It's going to cost me a fortune in flights, rental cars, boarding Kittenish and it's also costing any last last bit of sanity that I have. Someone somewhere was Jewish in my past. Maybe. Can I claim I have a problem with Christmas on religious grounds? I mean we only suspect my grandma of dipping me Catholic. There's not really any proof...

Squeeing for vw and GC! Yay for good stuff!

Also, good stuff when my sister called me to let me know she broke 50 pounds weight loss today. That is very cool. Pisses me off that I had been planning on going on line and getting her a $50 certificate to her favorite big lady clothing store when she hit this point, and now I have no damn cards because they are all canceled!

Would you believe I had 17 credit cards? And license, voting card, bunches of store discount type cards, starbucks gift cards, kid pictures, Heat tickets, a couple USB flash drives. Sorry to go on and on, but I keep thinking of all the treasures in that itty bitty bag. Pissed off beyond telling.

Laura, I would feel the same. Not that it makes things better, but consider the power of karma assisted by the mighty power of Buffista ~ma. The asshat in question will pay dearly, one way or another. t sends nasty, menacing you-will-pay vibes at asshat