Hi Drew, Hi Kristin. Thanks for such wonderful offers of help. Keep away, though. This ick sucks.

S is in the bathtub now, soaking. Her fever has started cycling, too, though it hasn't gone up to the heights it acheived very early this morning.

As long as it stays in a pretty normal range, I think we'll be okay. There's also some signs we're to watch out for, in case the infection crosses to other areas of her body, but I think that's unlikely.

Oh, suck my cock holier than thou fellow manager!

Pffft. Just had an email exchange where I explained that we had to get the field manager to turn on the lights at one field for a recent practice and the HS girl's softball team practicing there didn't vacate by 5:45 and we had to wait until 6:00 to take the field.

So he gives me a fucking lecture on sportsmanship and respecting those girl softball players. Jesus!

First of all, I didn't even tell the softball team to hurry it up. We just warmed up in the outfield until they were done. Second, we're paying for the fucking field so it should be ours when our time comes up. If you don't want to charge us for it, we can all abide on the honor system. If I'm paying for it - clear the fuck off, field hogs.

Then another Coach Pollyana pipes in about how we could all learn a thing or two by watching those hard working girls play, and they throw the ball so accurately and he would never never never ever think of telling them to clear the field.

Hey! Dippy and Drippy! Get off my cock.

Honestly, I really really really like the other managers in my league. But now I have two exceptions. Hmph.

If I didn't know better, I'd think you were complaining, Hec.

I hate what it does to your general well-being, dear, but part of me almost wants the assheads to continue their assheadery just for the inspired flights of vitriolic fancy they're goading you into. I don't know if the Little League Rants(tm) are in any way translatable to Tom Waits crit, but your brains are measurably spicier lately.

How mad is Aimee?

t hold arms out wide

Thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis mad!

Why, you ask?

Because my financial aid didn't cover all of the tuition for my next set of classes. Ok, fine. When did they let me know? In an email I got yesterday. I emailed back asking about a payment plan because if it's not paid, I don't get to take the damn classes.

Never got an answer.

Now, it looks like I am dropped from those two classes.

t bangs head on desk

Being uneducated was SO MUCH EASIER.

"I can't brain today. I have the dumb."

OMG, I have to keep that.

Yay for better than even?

I am wishing Hec's asshat managers and Aimee's fuckwad FA people on each other. No better than they deserve, I tell you what.

(((Aimee)))

(((Hec)))

-ma, ND!

I suck. I really need to get serious about getting back into shape. I am so exhausted and hurty after a couple of hours at the mall that I am staying at Mom's. In my defense, I have to be back here tomorrow anyway, but I still feel sucky about it. No hugs or hairpats, it's really my own damn fault.

I am wishing Hec's asshat managers and Aimee's fuckwad FA people on each other. No better than they deserve, I tell you what.

Good call. Folks like that are why I need my current tag.

sanity~ma, ND. Hope you get your answer soonish.

Don't beat yourself up, sj. You don't deserve the mental punishment on top of the physical pain. Put that energy towards doing what you need to do, instead, even if it's just making some notes of what getting in shape will entail.

I think I have found a knitting class to take - the shop is closed for the day, but I can go sign up tomorrow. I hope it isn't already full.

Thanks, -t. I know exactly what I need to do, but I haven't been able to stick to it which is why I'm beating myself up.

I will hug and hairpat you, if I want. I'm glad you're at your mother's. I want to go to my mother's, now.