That's tragical. I bet if you send them a letter, they will send you an Oreo. A whole one.
'War Stories'
Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns
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.
Or at least the other half.
Um, I eated it?
Steph, the blue flame.
OMG in my box of oreos I got one half of an Oreo ® cookie. Like, not even the white stuff in the middle. I got an or.
I blame quantum tunneling check, on the other side of any nearby potential energy gradients for the splinched Oreo ®.
1/4 of the way through report. I hates it.
I'm getting spam on my phone too. Joke of the day crap.
I don't understand many peoples' motivation.
Thanks, sara. I'm a little foggy about today, but what I can remember wasn't good. I ended up ditching work at 11, calling B and then Polgara for a ride into the ER (could not think enough to cab it--did I mention this one was a contender for worst migraine ever?). Then I see it's asshat doctor, who was actually pleasant-ish, although he did threaten me with a spinal tap.
And I mean threaten. He needs to join Brenda Leigh Johnson on Closer. Asshole.
Then when I tried to leave he had to test my walking to see if I could do it without weaving.
Bitch. I have a ride for that, thanks. A ride that's waiting outside that you won't let me go out and talk to.
He was getting around to me, he said¹. When the elderly couple started to ask for attention and his reply was "Tell them I'm busy. I told them twenty minutes ago it'd be in half an hour²" I took the back exit. Yay me for being that familiar with the hospital.
Fuckers.
I don't have the vocab for how bad my head was hurting. It's still pretty bad, but this time I can fall a bit asleep.
And god, am I zonked. I probably did more unsupervised posting than was strictly recommended. Crossed wires.
msbelle, will Mac let me borrow the car? He cam have my motorbike.
I wish I remembered when my mother was landing here today.
¹: I swear, he made it sound like it was my fault for actually
wanting
the stuff he prescribed.
²: I swear that's what he said, but there were drugs involved.
Okay, back to bed now.
report is over half done.
wish ita's head could be figured out.
I'm watching the skies for a falling star so I can wish ita's migraine on the asshat doctor in her stead.
reports are done. me to bed.
may we all sleep well and have better tomorrows.