What the hell is scrabulous?

I had an awesome non-chain dinner with Dana and Mr. Dana, and made it back in time to watch Gray's Anatomy, which solves my Thursday problem for this week.

I now I have to decide if I should skip my conference session tomorrow morning to work on this ridiculous deadline that got dropped in my lap yesterday. I can't tell if I'll get more done here tomorrow morning or at home on Sunday. I'm thinking here, since home has all my shows waiting for me!

Also, there are an incredible number of birds outside my room. I think they woke me up this morning.

What the hell is scrabulous?

Thank you. I figured out that it was a game, but first I spent a while wondering if it was some kind of Lewis Carroll adjective that I had never run across here before, and I felt shame and despair and anger and confusion for about 3 seconds, and then I read the next sentence and kind of figured it out, and then I wrote a post about that, and then I decided it wasn't very interesting, and then I did something else for a while, and then...

Sorry. I'm seriously sleep deprived right now and I think that if I wait another hour or so, Kristin's Ambien-induced post will make total sense to me.

I was confused about the Scrabulous thing too, though. I'm pretty sure that was my point originally. Before my brain wandered off.

Humph. Well, I asked around about where one would go if one didn't have a doctor, and I called my insurance company, and eventually I went to the emergency room (closest thing to "urgent but not emergency care" there is around here).

I'm probably getting a cold, with new-to-me symptoms maybe exacerbated by my lack of sleep. Which makes me wonder whether my insurance will pay for that visit. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad to be healthy, and the people at the ER were nice like you wouldn't believe, but what a waste of time and possibly money!

It was bizarre, though -- I've mentioned that this is a pretty small town, right? I walked through the door, talked to the woman at the desk, walked behind the desk, sat down, got my vitals taken, went into an exam room. Boom. Had time for maybe three lines of Sudoku before the doctor got there. When I think about the time I watched an entire World Series game in the ER waiting room... (mind you, otherwise I wouldn't have seen the Red Sox win. So that was a plus). Come to small-town Virginia for all your ER needs!

Sorry, that was very chatty. Despite a temp on my chart of 96.6, I'm feeling pretty warm. Probably need to go to bed. No Ambien, though. Just as well, I get the feeling I'm not very coherent anyway. Ack! Stop typing, dammit! Graafdhalkfhlaskh

t drags self away

sleep-dep no-Ambien crosspost?

Emily, when I first got The Damned Vertigo, I went to the ER (not realizing there was a walk-in clinic next door), and the guy there referred me to an ENT (I had never been referred to a specialist!) and from there to a hearing test and this and that, and the upshot was... probably a virus causing wonkiness in my inner ear, nothing really to be done. Unless I wanted to try benadryl or motion sickness stuff, which I did, neither of which did anything. So now I have The Damned Vertigo whenever I fly anywhere of any distance. Bleh.

Splendid! Stupid worrisome and yet disappointingly medically uninteresting illnesses which have no resolution! We curse thee.

Exactly! I guess it was better than a brain tumor. OK, it's definitely better than a brain tumor.

Dramamine! That's what I was trying to think of before.

Dramamine!

Oh gawd did I hate that stuff as a child. For many years, just seeing that color yellow (of the liquid stuff) was almost enough to make me retch....

Stupid worrisome and yet disappointingly medically uninteresting illnesses which have no resolution! We curse thee.

"Welcome," ita said sadly, "to my world."

You're not even medically interesting? That's some kind of bullshit.

Hey, who's the guest star in the Ghost Whisperer ad? She's someone.