{{{Nora}}} It happens to all of us.
Yay, Sean! That sounds wonderful. Good luck!
Inara: So, explain to me again why Zoe wasn't in the dress? Mal: Tactics, woman. Needed her in the back. 'Sides, those soft cotton dresses feel kinda nice. It's the whole... air-flow.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[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.
sj - May 22, 2008 8:05:39 am PDT #113 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
meara - May 22, 2008 8:16:03 am PDT #114 of 10001
Aaaagh.
I bumped up the topamax to the 100mg dose two nights ago. The sleepiness seems to have kicked in today. Which is not a HUGE problem, as I am not yet swamped with work, etc etc.
Except that at 7AM, one of my fire alarms started beeping. There are three. Within about 5 feet of each other. (One for each bedroom and one for the hallway, I"m sure it's some sort of code thing, but it's ridic). In my sleep and drug muddled state, it took me forever to figure out (a) what that motherfucking beeping noise was (b) which one it was coming from, and (c) how to make it stop.
Then at 8AM the maintenance guy calls to see if he can stop by today and look at the vine that's growing through my kitchen wall. It took me a while to figure out that he didn't mean he was here right now.
Then I went back to having nightmares about kittens, skunks, zombies, Harry Potter cookies (?), maintenance man walking in, etc etc. Then somebody robocalled my cellphone. In SPANISH. Etc. Etc.
I am still not awake. Certainly not awake enough to go get dressed and find coffee. Which was my original plan for the day: get up, do errands, take laptop with so I could do some work once I found the coffee...
Frankenbuddha - May 22, 2008 8:18:05 am PDT #115 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Oh, for crying out loud. I totally just spaced out on my therapy appointment. I suck!
Did you at least get your meatball sub?
And, my thesis buddy was actually relieved when I asked about rescheduling. She's got some things she still has to finish up before graduating and this gives her some breathing room too. We were both pushing through for the party this weekend for the other person, which kind of cracks me up.
You may also get more people able to make it on a non-holiday weekend.
vw bug - May 22, 2008 8:21:02 am PDT #116 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
You may also get more people able to make it on a non-holiday weekend.
That's what I'm hoping.
Nora Deirdre - May 22, 2008 8:27:32 am PDT #117 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
No, it was raining so I went to Au Bon Pain for soup and sandwich.
Cashmere - May 22, 2008 8:31:53 am PDT #118 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Raise~ma, Suzi!
Glad you had a good start, Aims!
We had DQ for lunch and Olivia dipped her french fries in her ice cream. I never taught her that. Must be genetic.
vw bug - May 22, 2008 8:32:22 am PDT #119 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Mmmm...Au Bon Pain soup and sandwich. That sounds yum.
Frankenbuddha - May 22, 2008 8:37:43 am PDT #120 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Mmmm...Au Bon Pain soup and sandwich. That sounds yum.
I was about to say.
lisah - May 22, 2008 8:37:49 am PDT #121 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate
We had DQ for lunch and Olivia dipped her french fries in her ice cream. I never taught her that. Must be genetic.
I have the lunch envy!!!
brenda m - May 22, 2008 8:39:16 am PDT #122 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
When someone asks you to arrange a meeting, and you painstakingly contact everyone on a list, find the best possible time for the group, reserve a room, and send out an email notification--and then two days later get a message from the person who asked you to do all this, saying that the group that you'd scheduled for next Wed. at 10:30 will be meeting Thurs. at 10:00, and can you please let the group know? With no explanation, apology, or even acknowledgment that you'd arranged something different.
I'm a fan of the passive aggressive innocent response. "Of course! Is that in addition to the 10:30 Wednesday meeting that all participants already confirmed for, or do we need to ask them all to reschedule?"