Oh, Aimee, how terrible! I'm so sorry.
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Oh, Aimee, I'm so sorry for M. What an awful awful thing to go through.
Much peace to your friend, Aims.
The only kind of gun I've ever shot personally was bb guns, and the only living things I ever shot were fiddler crabs (and I mostly missed).
Shoot me!!! I'm a fiddler crab!!! It's fiddler crab season!!!
Hey, all. I just got a facebook thing, so if you're getting friend requests, it's me. Nope, I don't have a picture yet; I'm on my bf's computer.
It's been a strange, sad, happy week -- one of my best friend's mom, who got a kidney transplant two weeks ago, died after being in critical care for three weeks in an induced coma, with multiple heart attacks and infections. She was taken off life support, and died Wed -- the same day my other best friend (we all went to undergrad together) was induced. She was 3 weeks overdue, and had a hard, hard 20 hour labor, and baby Jude is in the NICU with an undetermined infection and can't go home for a least 7 days.
It's awful, yet good, and it's my birthday weekend -- I'm taking today off. I am 37 on Sunday, and this has been one tumultuous year for me. I have the most stressful job I've ever had, with the smallest paycheck I've had since 2000, but I am also in the happiest relationship (first, really) I have ever been in, and am the sanest and happiest I've been in for a long time.
I feel....grown-up. Mostly. At last.
IT'S SO FUCKING WEIRD!!!
Ahem.
So...hey.
Hey Erin!
Huh. I still don't feel grown-up. And I'm 44.
Erin!!
::tacklehugs::
That is a sorry/happy/chaotic sort of week-- much ~ma to all.
So much ~ma for your friend, Aims.
And Erin, punctuation to you, and ~ma to your friends.
It's good. Frannie is nursing every three hours, and Jen is sad, but doing all right -- as well as can be.
I am glutting on internet today. It 's made of fucking awesome!! I haven't done this in months and months. AIFG.
Aims, tons of ~ma for your friend.
Yikes!
Just invited folks over for a Beatles Rock Band Party on Sept 12th. Yes, trying to break out of introverted mode. Yes, Daisey Jane, you were invited! And yes, my brain is wiggin' out a bit. Aack! Invasion of my sanctuary! :: breathe :: They are cool people... all will be ok. must be social ::/breathe::