Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.

Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'


Natter 52: Playing with a full deck?  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Allyson - Jul 18, 2007 9:38:07 am PDT #8639 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

It turns out what I have is a nasty cold. I don't have a fever, so it it didnt occur to me.

I very nice doctor across the street from me took me, my insurance, my ten dollar co-pay, and said if I don't feel better in a couple of days, to come in first thing Saturday morning.

Good: I don't have an ear infection.

Bad: No visiting Grace or Noah for about a week.


Jesse - Jul 18, 2007 9:40:57 am PDT #8640 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Well, a cold is better than a lot of things, anyway, Allyson.

Unfortunately, the damage is done with flights, at least to places like New Orleans who probably only have a few flights a day to New York per airline.

Yeah, that sucks for them.


Toddson - Jul 18, 2007 9:42:51 am PDT #8641 of 10001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

paperdol, I had posted some advice for alleviating the misery a little - I can repost if you want. Feel better soon.


sarameg - Jul 18, 2007 9:44:49 am PDT #8642 of 10001

That sucks. Well, blows, actually. Be nice to your nose.


Connie Neil - Jul 18, 2007 9:46:16 am PDT #8643 of 10001
brillig

Just remember what ol' Jack Burton does when the earth quakes

Dear lord, I love that movie.


Jesse - Jul 18, 2007 9:47:17 am PDT #8644 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

God, it is nearly impossible for me to do any work this week. Most of the higher-ups are out of pocket most of the week, it's sleepy weather, and I'm just not in the mood. Of course there are things I could do in the absence of higher-ups, but just... eh.

I am once again contemplating taking a week off to stay at home. Oh! There's something semi-useful I could do: figure out my leave balance. Because god forbid it should be automated or provided to me in any way.


tommyrot - Jul 18, 2007 9:51:41 am PDT #8645 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

There's a new science blog on the block. I just love the name: Angry Toxicologist


lisah - Jul 18, 2007 10:00:33 am PDT #8646 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate

That sucks. Well, blows, actually. Be nice to your nose.

Neti Pot! it's weird but it works!


Glamcookie - Jul 18, 2007 10:02:28 am PDT #8647 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

Maybe NY has been sectioned off to make it a walled prison island.

You reading DMZ? [link]


§ ita § - Jul 18, 2007 10:30:20 am PDT #8648 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Nah, I just like walling up NY in my brain...

I can't believe I have to arrange for pole dancing classes. Or maybe what I can't believe is that there's no point in picking a place without talking to the krav employees that take classes.

I'm really having a low IQ week. Damned shame, that.