I can make the drive in 3 1/2 hours, but not while my boyfriend is recovering from double-hernia surgery.
oh no, is he okay?
Yeah -- it's a situation where he noticed a bulge (because he's SO SKINNY, any little bulge was obvious), and went to the doctor. He didn't have pain or even discomfort, so the hernia was apparently not very severe. But the doctor discovered one on the other side, and strongly suggested that The Boy get them repaired now, before they have a chance to turn into something worse.
But, because he's who he is, he came home Monday -- 3 days after I had my total lose-my-shit panic attack -- and said, "You know, I might not come out of the anesthesia. It's been known to happen. But I figured, it wouldn't be so bad."
WHAT.
First, in his defense, he didn't mean that "wouldn't be so bad" meant he'd rather die during surgery than live with me. Not at all. He has depression himself, and as a result, has morbid thoughts like that from time to time.
But THREE DAYS AFTER A PANIC ATTACK??? You just blithely tell me that you might die but it would be okay? FOR YOU MAYBE.
I told him that if he ever has surgery again, and he ever says anything that boneheaded to me, I'll kill him before he has a chance to die in surgery. Dude, I KNOW that there's a risk of not surviving anesthesia. But you didn't have to say it out loud to me; I was already thinking it, and thanks, I already had more than a few stressful things on my plate.
Also, this Chinese food is less than pleasing.
Dear Ms. World and Mr. Universe At Large -
Please give Steph a new week to make up for the one that sucked so fantastically. Srsly.
Love,
The Empress
PS I know we talked about you guys not trying hard enough and living up to your potential, but this is SO not what I was talking about. Lock it up, you two.
{{{Tepppy}}} Surgery~ma for the boy and calm~ma for you. FWIW, I have lost 10 lbs so far on Effexor and my therapist said that is common.
Oh my jesus, Steph. He might be a very nice boy, but as soon as he's better you should give him a whap upside the head or fifty.
Oh my jesus, Steph. He might be a very nice boy, but as soon as he's better you should give him a whap upside the head or fifty.
Holy SHIT, yes. Steal all of his high heels, too.
Oh my jesus, Steph. He might be a very nice boy, but as soon as he's better you should give him a whap upside the head or fifty.
Very much this. Poor, Teppy.
Oh my jesus, Steph. He might be a very nice boy, but as soon as he's better you should give him a whap upside the head or fifty.
is that foreplay? no. That would be whaps on the ass. Nevermind. Either way, surgery~ma and wake-up~ma for him.
How'd the interview go for Tom? Hopefully well!
Shir, how's the mouth? Hopefully the drugs weren't so good ya can't type.
My head wants to explode trying to figure out labor costs. Old job labor was a different budget I didn't manage. Estimating labor seems to rip my brain apart, for what ever reason. Not getting to sleep until 5am is not helping either. With that, I'm heading to lunch. fuck it.
Also, Fay, that reviewer dude. So. Wrong. Dude. Having someone fetch you porn? Wrong.
Oh my jesus, Steph. He might be a very nice boy, but as soon as he's better you should give him a whap upside the head or fifty.
Yes, very much this.
I hope the interview went well for Tom!
My One True Bra comes from England, from one particular retailer, who recently changed how their online orders are processed to a system that I refuse to use. Argh. I either need to stay up very late to make a phone order, or decide if I want to ask my friend who works nights to call them and place an order for me.
Almost done with the car craziness. I think I have found someone that can take us to drop off the car at the hand control place tonight, and I have someone to take me to pick up the car tomorrow. Want car now.
Its just always felt like such a sexist/homophobic construct to me -- and it rankles that everybody (including people who are neither sexist nor homophobic) just seems to accept it as fact.
It never occurred to me that that one had any sexual connotations, as thinking of the ass-talk as farting made a lot of sense. It's noisy, it smells bad, and it doesn't mean much.
Ya know what saying can have vastly different connotations depending on what kind of mind one has? "Rode hard and put away wet" always, always sounds to me like some girl that just got badly used. Imagine the cognitive dissonance when I heard a pastor of a small country church use it. I was greatly taken aback. And then it occurred to me that for a man of a generation or two older than I who had been raised on a farm, he might be referring to the badness of not properly grooming a horse, and that I was the one with the dirty mind.
{{{Tepppy}}} Surgery~ma for the boy and calm~ma for you.
Seconding this.
Car~ma to both sj and Deena.
