Daniel, what's the name of that ducky IM program? I don't think it got installed on this computer yet. Can you do gmail's IM from there?

Oh, you guys, you guys! Thank you!

I feel that I didn't do justice to E in my account of what happened - I know now (and should have realised then) she was going through a lot of stuff at the time and would have appreciated support, rather than feeling alternately worried and then rejected and paranoid. She's good people - it's just a big shame that our various insecurities clashed and I inadvertently hurt her. (She said that she'd have been fine if I'd texted to say 'dropping off the face of the earth for a week, but not dead' ahead of time, but the thing is...it wasn't planned. I just thought I'd let myself have a day. Which turned into two, and then three, and then... yeah. It's very hard to explain that sometimes I can find it daunting to go outside, and be all avoidant and hibernatey.)

People tend not to realise that as well as being bubbly and outgoing and sociable, which is quite a genuine facet of my Fay-ness, I'm also, at times, quite genuinely shy and introverted and hermitlike.

I know this is something that other people here get, but in my meatspace world most people find this baffling.

Anyway, enough mememe - thank you very much for the hairpats. You guys are the BEST!

Today I'm off to China Town to find things to put into goodie bags for the SingalongaSoundofMusic extravaganza that we're putting on in October as a club night. Should be fun!

I know this is something that other people here get, but in my meatspace world most people find this baffling.

Well, in meatspace most people aren't internet geeks. Which the vast majority of Buffistae are, at least to a modest extent, deep in their geeky, internet-loving innards.

t happily IM'ing Windsparrow from work.

Oh, geez. Y'all think your various maternal relatives can inspire guilt trips?

Harvey has gone from sitting on my desk, not quite looking at me, purring very pointedly, to loudly licking Sammie's dish in my hearing. Cat supper time is in 15 minutes, but he doesn't think I should keep to schedule.

(I do have a favorite story from that incident. Being a less sane person that Kristin, I spent all night pacing, screaming in pain and pretty much randomly taking any medicine I had, then drove myself to urgent care and was pacing back and forth in front of the door when it opened at 8 a.m. My friends yelled at me, at length, for not calling them to take me to the ER. One said, "The next time you have organs exploding inside you, call me!")

I'm not that sane. The rupture happened Monday afternoon. I know because whoo baby I felt it. I didn't get myself to Urgent Care until Tuesday afternoon when the pain had escalated steadily and all of the medications I'd been trying stopped working...and I didn't get to the ER until just before midnight once I'd hit weeping-in-a-ball-on-the-bed-in-pain mode.

Sean, I'm sorry to hear you're having such a down day. I'm glad you're getting out tonight.

I love Edible Arrangements. They're my favorite non-flowers flower-type gift.

The Sound of Music is on TV!

And it reminded me that I wanted to look up some info on Austrian history. But I so don't have the concentration tonight to keep track of all the Hapsburgs. (European borders are confusing. I don't think I can understand any of this unless I have a book with a lot of good maps.)

It was supposed to be a light day of work. Mostly just being a presence. It turned into 9 hours of pure running around. I just finished some brunchner. Sitting in evil chair with leg muscles burning from all the running. I am doomed to pass out in it, I'm sure. And I'm out of ice cream. Cross your fingers that the show goes well tonight so I don't have to go in tomorrow.

Pix, how are ya?

Sean, hope the spirits raise with the night out.

Sean, I hope the night out helps.

Y'know, I've watched Sound of Music dozens of times, and it wasn't until just now, reading the wikipedia article on Georg von Trapp, that I made the connection that Captain von Trapp was a captain in the Navy, and Austria is a landlocked country. He'd been in the Austro-Hungarian navy, but then was out of a job when the Austro-Hungarian Empire broke up after WWI and Austria no longer needed ships. Also, the place where he was born is now part of Croatia. (I so need a map.)

Thanks for the great suggestions - I may end up going with Edible Arrangements. Sorry for ditching after asking, mom took me out to a nice dinner.

Strange thing happened on the way hone - I had my right hand leaning against the window and my wrist rolled over, kinda like when you roll your ankle and end up spraining it. Yep, sprained my wrist doing nothing more than riding along in the car. Hurts like heck and I feel utterly pathetic.