Oh, that's SERVICE, indeed.
I just came back from my credit union, where the very nice manager rounded up three witnesses so she could notarize my will properly. And insisted on instantly xeroxing two copies for me. Now I feel all proper and everything, because Owning Property changed my poor little collection of assets into a small estate, so to speak. (Technically, the swift rise in the property value of the house did that.)
That is a good story, Cashmere.
My neuro just told me to use my Percocet for true rescue only. I honestly wonder what she thinks I've been using them for so far. I can never tell where my bar is set.
ita - what is going on with the hospital admittance?
No admittance unless my migraine specialist is in town, because no one else wants to take responsibility for my noggin. He's not back in town until the end of this week.
No admittance unless my migraine specialist is in town, because no one else wants to take responsibility for my noggin. He's not back in town until the end of this week.
Oh great, not only do you have to deal with the migraines but also the Kafka-style bureaucracy that is 21st century medicine.
Dear Everyone,
Fuck off, this shit is whack, I'm going on vacation.
no love, Jesse
Indeed!
I love the look of that little splash pool! It reminds me of when we used to pull out my old plastic pool and open the "Somerville Riviera" in the driveway.
I keep running out of internet.
You know, I really think these doctors need to come live with you for a week or two.
My apartment is getting rain, and possibly, hailed, on right now. I hope my planters survive. And that all the hail is stopped before I leave work, where my car is safely in a garage.