My quest to read some of every blog on the internet (it makes the internet last longer, donchya know?) definitely has a downside.

Unrelatedly, just found out that the father of my oldest extant friend (kid I grew up beside in Ja) is stopping cancer treatments and coming home for palliative care.

I haven't seen Uncle L in forever, and we all knew he was old even back then (perhaps a decade older than my parents), but still. It's a funeral I'd travel for, if I wasn't so scared of travelling.

She is an idiot.

She's not making her money by giving advice is she? 'Cause she obviously sucks at it.

I hope the hospital thing works, ita. Good luck.

I think she makes her money giving business advice. And she may well be good at that.

Looks like hospitalisation is in the cards this weekend. Because I'm not bright I only just realised that I should go in Friday night so I can come home Sunday night and spend that night at home. Especially given the pain I'm in now.

Here's hoping for you, ita.

Good luck, ita,

Good luck to you this weekend, ita. I hope this relieves your pain.

Dammit, where are my decent black capris? t /first-world problem

It's a good plan, ita. I hope it works out, because boy you are due to catch a break.

I'm going to bed. However, before I do, I'd like to indulge in pure, unadulerated, ridiculous, unreasonable selfishness: more pictures, more stories.

Or, in lieu of that,the certainty of knowing that a lot of parents and friends are snuggling their babies instead of indulging in my selfishness. Which I know they are. It makes me grin.

fingers crossed for you, ita.

I cleaned the whole house so I'm indulging now. I just had Dove Beyond Chocolate Chunk Cookies, watching Marie Antoinette, next is night cap and then bed.

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