Tom and I were laughing at NECN the other morning when they were profiling Romney and mentioning that he had many hopes pinned on New Hampshire
To be fair, New England politicians generally do well in the NH primary, but Romney stank of carpetbagging when he won the governorship (after losing a bid to oust Ted Kennedy), and then he started veering sharply right-ward and thus taking away all doubt, which might play with NH militia crowd (if they believed he was sincere in the veer) but pretty much frells him with the Yankee Republicans and Independents.
I recently found out what tater tots are. We call them croquettes. You know, because we're fancy and such. Anything where potato ends up crispy is a fine thing though, no matter what yuo call it.
I am shrift.
I'm sorry. I'm drinking coffee as fast as I can, but fine motor control is right out, and I am whimpering out loud every time a complicated e-mail hits my inbox.
F,C,M:
F: NBC C: ABC M: CBS
F: french fries C: tater tots M: hash browns
F: Aeryn, C: Buffy M: Zoe
Zoe is all I need. All you Zoe chuckers will be first against the wall when my revolution comes.
BBC America said that Edwards would hold out until SC, not least of all because of all the money he's spent there.
And that might be the only election-related thing I say all year.
Because maybe that'll work if I tell you to....
It could be the angle I've been missing.
I've been catching up on work emails from yesterday since I spent yesterday...well, not usefully. It's not helping the head, but it'd be nice to have a job to pay for all the medical shit I need. So I have to keep trying.
I love breakfast potatoes and wish to hell I had an appetite right now. That may also be a meds issue.
The cranial sacral stuff wasn't that massagey, actually. What he was doing was feeling my vertebrae and the bones in my skull to determine where they were out of line--kinda chiro, I guess, and how that was affecting tissue. He identified where I'd suffered trauma (hitting my head when I fainted two years ago) and where most of the stress of that was being felt.
He was really nice, because I was in a bad way and was going to pay him and send him home (house call) without him touching me, but he evaluated me (which was horrible, but not his fault) and then told me not to worry about the charge.
Okay, back to work.
Anything where potato ends up crispy is a fine thing though, no matter what yuo call it
These are the truest words I've ever read.
These are the truest words I've ever read.
Damn skippy.
Just got email from the sister telling me a friend of hers was moving to relative safety...in Darfur. You know Kenya's bad when...
OMG you guys. I'm "working from home" this morning, because of a meeting this afternoon. So I got home late last night, and didn't set my alarm, figuring I'd wake up at 8. I actually woke up at 5:45, was awake for a little while.... and went back to sleep til 9:50! Holy fucksticks. Luckily, I have already done the one work-related thing I was supposed to do, but I'd better get in the shower now! I blame The Sick.
