Like any of that's enough to fight the Dark Master. Bator.

Xander ,'Lessons'


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.


amych - Aug 21, 2007 5:26:30 pm PDT #6030 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Um, I eated it?


msbelle - Aug 21, 2007 5:33:54 pm PDT #6031 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

Steph, the blue flame.


Gudanov - Aug 21, 2007 5:37:39 pm PDT #6032 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping

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 ®.


msbelle - Aug 21, 2007 5:40:22 pm PDT #6033 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

1/4 of the way through report. I hates it.


§ ita § - Aug 21, 2007 5:44:25 pm PDT #6034 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

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.


msbelle - Aug 21, 2007 6:02:10 pm PDT #6035 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

report is over half done.

wish ita's head could be figured out.


Matt the Bruins fan - Aug 21, 2007 6:12:23 pm PDT #6036 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

I'm watching the skies for a falling star so I can wish ita's migraine on the asshat doctor in her stead.


msbelle - Aug 21, 2007 6:19:49 pm PDT #6037 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

reports are done. me to bed.

may we all sleep well and have better tomorrows.


Liese S. - Aug 21, 2007 6:37:01 pm PDT #6038 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

I am sorry I stole all your awesomes! I must have used them all up, because my Monday & Tuesday were made of them!

We decided last night to skip any potential morning activities and just sleep in. Which was lovely. And then on the way home we were doing fine for time, so we decided to swing through the Petrified Forest since we'd had to hurry through with our last two sets of guests. It was also lovely.

And then my rehearsal canceled, yay, and my new private students rocked, yay.

So the only boo is the baffling lack of puppy. We went to the kennel to pick him up, only no one was there. Radio on, stuff going, but no one answering the door or phone. He hung out there for like, a half an hour, but nobody. The SO also didn't see the dog himself, which is sending me into paroxysms of worry, which is probably needless. But at a minimum, baffling.


§ ita § - Aug 21, 2007 9:46:21 pm PDT #6039 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Mother's here!

I don't know if it's the migraines, or the meds, or just time, but we've talked more during this visit than ever before. I'm being more candid, which I will chalk up to the pain. Obfuscation is more effort than I can muster.

Liese, I hope you find your dog with a minimum of fuss.