I am like the Valentine's Scrooge. Bah humbug!
I'm not overly Valentine-y, and I really DO hate to be all braggy (despite the title of this thread), but I fucking LOVE what I found for The Boy for VD (which I posted in Natter the other day): [link]
So, anyway, I have a resurgence of my GI pain cramp gas thing that medical science has been unable to work out the source of. Teppy, if you are around, were there any OTC remedies your doctor suggested when you had this type of thing a while back? I've taken some Gas-X but it hasn't had any effect (it never does in these situations but I live in hope!)
Did you take the mega-extra-strength Gas-X? I tend to take 2. (I'm having similar pain right now, which I think is due to the Wellbutrin dose being increased, goddammit.) Something else you can try is Charcocaps, which my doctor recommended, and I've seen at CVS in the same aisle with the Gas-X, near-ish to it.
That's all I can think of in the OTC realm. But believe me when I say I feel your pain. I'm afraid I'm going to have to go back down to a lower Wellbutrin dose, which wasn't as effective w/r/t being an anti-depressant.
I know. And if anything, he's been catching it even worse than I have, and he's pretty unhappy, too. I guess it's just hard to remember he's probably not unhappy with me. At least I hope not.
You want I should find out for you? A little cross continental reconnaissance? (that just sounded so cool in the head. Um. I think I'm in need of sleep. And food. And Opening Night. Sean, are you sure we're not on the same show?)
Nah, thanks, though. It should be better after opening. If he still seems unhappy with me then, we'll talk again.
The one remaining exception is pronouncing UPS as if it were the plural of the word that is the opposite of down. Every right and good American knows to pronounce the letters. U-P-S.
I almost always say "upstruck" in regard to the vehicle they drive.
I am like the Valentine's Scrooge. Bah humbug!
You are totally allowed.
I was going to say that I usually am too, but then I remembered that I've just always reclaimed the holiday in some way...just not a romantic way. This is the first time in 32 years I've actually been with someone on V-Day, so I'm gonna make the most of it. It may be the only time I do that. Or, it may not be. Who knows.
but I fucking LOVE what I found for The Boy for VD (which I posted in Natter the other day): [link].
That is totally wicked awesome. Just wicked awesome.
Speaking of delivery trucks, I would like to relate a story about my (now recovering from broken foot) mom back when she was working.
My mother was the shipping and receiving clerk for our local Kmart. She became familiar with all the drivers and would usually tell which one was from what company with a glance. Sometimes, however, there were unknown substitutes, but the deliveries came at certain times, so it worked out.
These she usually greeted with a "Hi are you [company name]?"
However one day the entire work area stopped still when mom called out to an unknown driver who came in the door, "Hi! Are you Frito-lay?"
He laughed and said "No, I work for Frito-Lay, but for you -- yes!"
Everyone, including my mom, had a good laugh at that one, then She said, "Oh-kay, you can go now."
Rose is Sadie's mother.
I was thinking since there was contention between Rose Tyler and Sarah Jane (well a bit) and some issues that Martha had with the memory of Rose maybe re-naming Sadie either Martha or Sarah Jane wouldn't quite work.
But right now I only have Rose so that's all I'll worry about.
I'm trying to vacuum and clean up cat hair and generally get my place looking decent for both Rose and the delivery people.
You could name Sadie Jackie and then really confuse things.
Daniel, that is hysterical.
Sean, I am so sorry for not being able to eat. I have been in situations like that I get cranky mccrankerpants. Now i usually at least carry luna bars or something. At least since I am at a university, I can send less skilled students to get me food, now. I used to work at an opera theatre where everyone was union except costumes, and they all got breaks. they would just stop and we had to keep working. It was very disheartening.
I try to remember this when I am leading now-- people need to eat and need breaks! Of course, this usually means that I work through my break to keep up. Somehow in theatre there is a life or death energy to things that is higher than any field I have worked on, including healthcare. I try to keep in my mind that no one is actually going to die if I don't finish and alteration before the meal break is over.
