God, Typo Boy. I'm glad the two of you are OK. It is the definition of scare.
IWow!CoolUniversityNews, my Victorian England class? My lecturer was really excited about the possibility that I'll be writing the end-of-the-year paper on the Doctor Who episode (when I mentioned the episode, he offered it as a subject!). I'm trying to get his approval for writing the book reporty semester paper on Neverwhere.
Shines
Edit: oh, and I just spent an hour lying on the grass in the sun, listening to music and catching up on Black Hole. I really don't wanna say anything, but man, that's the hardest day on my schedule (12 hours including 4 hour gap).
That is scary. Pain meds can definitely have effects like that, and steroids even more so if that happens to be something they're giving him. My mother would go through bouts of being convinced that she was being held hostage in Florida (which she had a longstanding hate-on for). I'm glad you were able to figure it out quickly and reassure him.
ION, billytea should know that the Shedd aquariaum is having two weeks of free admission in honor of the 75th birthday of an Australian lungfish.
Oh dear Typo, what a scare! I hope your brother is okay.
Yikes, Typo, that sounds really scary. Glad things are OK on the natural disaster level, at least.
I just sent an email to coworkers about phone banking for Obama, which I think is probably sketchy, but I titled it "personal request" and said explicitly that it has nothing to do with our work. It's just, HQ is right by our office! Why not do it??
my Victorian England class? My lecturer was really excited about the possibility that I'll be writing the end-of-the-year paper on the Doctor Who episode (when I mentioned the episode, he offered it as a subject!). I'm trying to get his approval for writing the book reporty semester paper on Neverwhere.
Oh that sounds ages better than my college Victorian literature class where we mostly read terrible and terribly dry political political and religious treatises.
I just sent an email to coworkers about phone banking for Obama, which I think is probably sketchy, but I titled it "personal request" and said explicitly that it has nothing to do with our work.
I just had my first political argument with my ex-military co-worker. I made it all the way to the last day of the election. sheesh. Now, my head hurts.
Attention, Hec & JZ, Plex and Muno say you can download Yo Gabba Gabba printables for Matilda here.
Typo, that is a crazy phone call to get.
I am having a hard time focusing on anything this morning. I have a ton of work, but instead of motivating me, I feel overwhelmed. And I feel a bit feverish. I
just
got over a cold, I cannot get another.
Ah shit. I went to www.canivote.org just to see if it gave me the hours for voting and it said I wasn't registered to vote. I went there a week ago to check if I was still registered just out of paranoia and everything was fine. WTF? I'll bet I'll have to wait two hours tomorrow morning to not get to vote. I'll check later today, maybe it's a glitch, but I've got a bad feeling it isn't. But geez, nothing has changed and I've voted lots since I registered at this address.