Your Shuffle would probably be murdered by the MRI. You're going to be inside a giant electromagnet.
Oh. Right. Curses!
Thirty minutes of deep introspection time! Or, really, I'm sure I'll be ready for a nap.
'Hell Bound'
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Your Shuffle would probably be murdered by the MRI. You're going to be inside a giant electromagnet.
Oh. Right. Curses!
Thirty minutes of deep introspection time! Or, really, I'm sure I'll be ready for a nap.
What does it say about me that 30 minutes in an MRI sounds blissful?
eta: except for the part that something would be wrong with me
I know! Especially with that valium option.
Plei: When I saw you in Seattle you asked about the stable for horses in Central Park. It's closing down.
Speaking of karaoke, Copy Karaoke, go to jail
"Karaoke Pirate" just rolls of the tongue, doesn't it?
P-C, you might want to bring a CD or two with you just in case -- the people running these lengthy procedures know how tedious and stressful they can be, and sometimes, even though you can't bring a Shuffle in, there'll be a boombox somewhere on the premises. No guarantees, but sometimes.
Just don't bring any music so lively you can't help moving to the groove. What you want is nice quiet trancey non-booty-shaking stuff.
Dear Tuesday,
I really do not appreciate your being so Monday-like. Stop stressing me out and making me want to cry and/or have a nervous breakdown. I don't have time.
No love,
Kristin
P-C, you might want to bring a CD or two with you just in case -- the people running these lengthy procedures know how tedious and stressful they can be, and sometimes, even though you can't bring a Shuffle in, there'll be a boombox somewhere on the premises. No guarantees, but sometimes.
Oh, thanks for the idea, JZ.
The last time I went for an MRI, I was given headphones and allowed to pick a radio station before it started.
Well, great. I think I have a fever. I was cold until I turned on my little heater and now I'm alternating between too hot and chills. Plus I feel like...well like I got run over my something. I was thinkingit was just allergies.
Once I get home I'll check my temperature, but I can't afford to miss work! This sucks.