Numfar, do the dance of TRUDY HAS AN APARTMENT!
Illyria: We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief? Wesley: There's love. There's hope...for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy...that your life will lead you to some joy...that after everything...you can still be surprised. Illyria: Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?
'Shells'
If the Apocalypse Comes, Beep Me
Birth, death, illness, new job, vacation...if it's happening to you and you want us to know about it, post it here. These threads are intended for announcements only. Want to offer sympathy or congratulations, or talk about anything? Take it to Natter. Any natter here will be deleted.
Trudy Booth - Dec 04, 2002 7:34:16 pm PST #233 of 5668
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Allyson - Dec 04, 2002 9:06:18 pm PST #234 of 5668
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
My papa had a stroke. Collective prayers are appreciated. Don't know how he is, the message was on my voicemail when i got home, and everyone is asleep, now, and i don't know what hospital he is in.
Allyson - Dec 05, 2002 11:38:58 am PST #235 of 5668
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
I spoke to my dad this morning, and he said Papa will be okay, that he can move, and they took out that tube (intabate tube? i don't know. I don't watch er). He had the stroke during chanukah dinner on Sunday. No one called because no one wanted me to worry. (!)
He's in ICU. Don't know when he's going to get released. QPB lent me his cell phone this morning so I could call Boston from work and get an update, but the nurses were busy and they said to call back later. My dad is being really vague.
Anne W. - Dec 05, 2002 2:33:23 pm PST #236 of 5668
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
tripped, sliced chin open on shelves. going to e.r. for stitches,
dammit
flea - Dec 06, 2002 7:55:12 am PST #237 of 5668
information libertarian
Reporting that 4-month old niece Erin went home from the hospital Tuesday and is eating and excreting normally, so seems in fine shape. My SIL, after spending the night in children's hospital, has much more perspective on how lucky she is that it's only a kidney removed, and nothing half a tragic as most of the families there.
Off to catch up in Natter - ice storm, no power since Weds. PM, boringest snow day in history, at husband's work hoping cat does not freeze to death.
Susan W. - Dec 06, 2002 2:11:44 pm PST #238 of 5668
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
My first book review is up on the All About Romance website. There's a grammatical error in the first paragraph I need to get them to correct, but I'm still excited--it's quite the rush to have something official up being read!
Consuela - Dec 06, 2002 2:15:42 pm PST #239 of 5668
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Jon B. - Dec 06, 2002 2:55:41 pm PST #240 of 5668
A turkey in every toilet -- only in America!
I'm outta town beginning in about 10 minutes and will be mostly dark until Sunday evening. Then I'll be going out of town again from Tuesday afternoon until Thursday evening. The latter is a business trip to Atlanta. Are there any Buffistae in Atlanta?
Kat - Dec 06, 2002 4:30:54 pm PST #241 of 5668
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Wooo-fucking-hoo!
I passed the second in my series of credentialling tests. Once I finish my class, then I will have my teaching certificate not only in a multisubject classroom, but also in a secondary English classroom.
Nutty - Dec 06, 2002 11:41:12 pm PST #242 of 5668
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
Hey all. Going vaguely grayish for the next few days, as I travel from the frozen north to the, uh, frozen south.
flea has cell phone for emergencies. (She has my cell phone number, I mean, not my actual cell phone, cause [a] not mine and [b] she still several states away from me.) Will be able to check email now and then, and often enough to see/respond to that. Boy, will I be Skippy McSkimmerson when I get back, though.
Will see people and goof off. If want see me, and have no brains to plan like me, email me and we drool at each other.