I'm glad you're sister is doing okay, ita and perhaps she can subconsciously create a fold in the time/space continuum to tuck away those unnecessary fibroids?

sarameg, if there is chile cheese bread at the farmer's market do you want me to buy a loaf and mail it?

Omigod, I want to sat yes. But really, MY OWN MOTHER hasn't, so if you don't get around to it and instead consume it yourself, not a problem. looks balefully at the half packed box headed your way that may or may not get out this week because I am lame.

Halter for the pump? I've seen pictures. I've seen pictures of dual ones. I mean, it's great and functional but I'm sorry to say I start giggling. I'm gonna not blame my own brain, but the friend who'd pump in my presence and let out the random lowing moo just to see me lose my shit midsentence.

Yes! Julie sent me a double halter. It's oddly handy! or oddly hands-free!

We had an issue in Ohio with a photo buff and a coroner who were using corpses for photography subjects--with no permission whatsoever.

It's okay; you can say Cincinnati. That was a fucking *ghoulish* case, man.

Ah, my city never makes the national news for anything *good.*

It's okay; you can say Cincinnati. That was a fucking *ghoulish* case, man.

All the weird shit happens in Cincy. Except the stuff that happens in Cleveland.

buried in work. like could work through the next two nights just getting to stuff that really needs doing this week.

it just makes me want to sleep, even though I am not that tired. avoidance exhaustion.

no rusty spork!

It's what gets me through the cramps and sinus pressure and whatnot. Visualizing defeating that which is tormenting me. Well, that and advil. Lots of advil.

She still can't work out where it all went.

Expands to fill a vacuum!!

WRT the zoo, I can't imagine a total evac would be easy. During Katrina, I was startled at how lucky they were (high ground and all, locking birds in the public restrooms) and how there was no alternative at the Aquarium and that went poorly. But then, a lot did. Anyway, part of my increduality is that I feel like if you take responsibility for something, you Take Full Responsibility. You chose to put them in this place, you need to honor that promise. It isn't nature purely. Nature exacting I can cry at, but accept. It's a human deliberation. I can't imagine any keeper wasn't losing their freaking minds today and yesterday. But. But.

I'm not sure what conclusion to come to, what judgement to pass.

I decidely would NOT want a pic of any surgery.

I would've loved a pic of my surgery. You could see my skull! And I'm still pissed off that no one took a picture of me afterwards. Apparently my lips swelled up past Eugene-from-the-Practice size. No one told me!

My brother offered to buy me John Woo's Face/Off. But it's just not the same.

What should I do with an e-vite that was obviously sent to me by mistake? Answer no, I will not attend or just ignore? Or would one of you like to go to a hoity-toity sorority girl dinner party in Dorchester, MA?

Reply that you will be attending with your ten best friends, who happen to be members of the local Hells Angels.