Just got caught up after a day and a half:
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Augh, ita, no meds and no Tivo (and, if I'm reading right, either inadequate or no tequila as well) is a wretched state to be in. I'm very sorry.
sumi, thanks so much for the MSCL updates! I burn, I pine, I perish for the new DVD set. Though I also cackle with glee over still having the extra disc from the original DVD set, with the lovely Holzman and Herskovitz interview, not to mention the ultra-rare lunchbox.
And now, back to work. Of which I am very weary, but I really can't afford to slack off after having spent the last two weeks working from home (i.e., not really working at all) while Matilda's day care provider was on vacation. Curse you, wee job!
::shakes shaky fist::
I'm still afraid of the neti pot
I really dig my neti pot. Is that weird?
I'm sort of obsessed with the NY Times today.
Today the NY Times gave me the home address of the lead singer in a band I like, which just made me laugh and laugh, and consider sending him temporary tattoos of kittens.
Is that like how you pinch yourself for distraction after you stub your toe?? Because, WTF OW.
One theory is that the reason capsaicin helps relieve muscle and arthritis pain is that the nerves are already occupied with saying, "OMG, there's hot pepper juice on me." After a couple of days, you don't feel the capsaicin, unless you accidentally get it near your eyes, which never give up on their capsaicin hating.
My arm is still wrapped up for the lymphedema treatment. Do you think I could stick a couple of pieces of lettuce under the bandage and call it a burrito?
Do you think I could stick a couple of pieces of lettuce under the bandage and call it a burrito?
I say go and give it a try!
I really dig my neti pot. Is that weird?
No. The neti pot is a wonderful invention.
It's only 1:30. I'm going to die here.
kids in the US (as opposed to Korea) were actually rating themselves as "excellent" at things like math where they clearly weren't.
Or we could just wait for them to get to college to find out they're not....
Yes! Let Hil deal with it, is what I say.
It's only 1:30. I'm going to die here.
Seriously. And I already took a long lunch.
I'm going to have a full week of dealing with my computer clock constantly readjusting to what it thinks is the right time, aren't I?
I wish the guy I have a 2pm set up with would come in early so we can meet early and I can go pick up my meds and take them and sleep and then restart working.
Wanted Mexican because of the discussion here, but I ended up with chicken marsala over mashed potatoes (much less messy that the standard over-noodles version). I don't think it's enough food, though.
