Oh I wasn't asking for help, just venting. I'm off to the bank to deposit what I do have.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Because of the not-at-all-fun medical test I'm having tomorrow (whitefont, because it surely squicks ME: colonoscopy), I was only able to eat a limited range of foods until 2:00 p.m. today, and I can only have clear liquids until after it's all over with and the sedatives wear off sometime tomorrow afternoon.
I had a late lunch, grilled cheese on white bread, pudding, and blandly fiber-free cereal. I had some more of the cereal right before 2:00. But because I normally have a snack around 2:30 or 3:00, I'm hungry. Starving. And I've got over 24 hours to go.
At least wanting to gnaw off my arm should distract me from freaking out about the possibility of cancer.
Does vodka or gin count as clear liquids?
t checks list
Sigh.
"No alcoholic beverages."
and I guess non-alch versions of Gin or Vodka just isn't worth it.
ok, TSA can kiss my ass. Recalling something SeanK said this summer when he got something out of my car, "see this, it says for climbing purposes only" referring to the large caribener that I carry my keys on. Going on to say "you could use these as brass knuckles". So, I scoured the TSA site for any hint of climbing gear. Apparently it falls under "and other sports equipment...". So I sent off an e-mail asking for clarification, and all them fuckers did was copy/paste the same bloody info! Grrrr. I'll leave it in the car just so as I don't loose it (as I'm doing carry on bag only).
I'm finally back home.
It's the new and improved Polter Cow!
I went out for Halloween on Bourbon Street last night. TRES entertaining. I hooked up with some random gay boys, and spent the night wandering in and out of the bars, stopping for fresh cocktails when the spirit moved us. And eating a ham and cheese po boy late into the night.
Sunil! gentle tacklehug How are you feeling?
Susan, first, lots ~ma for you. Second, my step-dad did this on Tuesday for the first time, at age 71. Went wonderfully and the doctor told him his colon was as pretty as a 10 year old. I told him it was clearly my mother's good cooking.