Hoping Tep is feeling sweet sweet relief.
All those with snow days - enjoy!
Oh, no, oh, no! Spontaneous poetic exclamations. Lord, spare me college boys in love.
Dr. Walsh ,'Potential'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Glamcookie - Mar 02, 2009 7:14:45 am PST #2398 of 30000
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
omnis_audis - Mar 02, 2009 7:19:43 am PST #2399 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
For Pi shirts, I like this one: [link]
I wonder if there is a Pi plate kind of shirt. Like a Pi pie. What would go in a Pi pie? Digits? Eeew finger pie.
ETA: Ooo! A pie tin with this image (or a t-shirt) would be cool. [link]
![[link]](http://www.piday.org/images/circle_diagram1.jpg){kind=link}
tommyrot - Mar 02, 2009 7:19:42 am PST #2400 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Yesterday I saw a link for a Pi ice cube tray!
(Lemme know if you want me to try to find it.)
eta: Ah, here it it: Pi Day ice-cube trays
omnis_audis - Mar 02, 2009 7:24:36 am PST #2401 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Ooo! They have a Phi shirt! [link] I know, it doesn't give you yummy baked goods, but as far as numbers go, I like phi better than pi.
WindSparrow - Mar 02, 2009 7:30:03 am PST #2402 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Throat swelling seems worse.
At the moment I'm not actually physically miserable, but I am psychologically miserable over dreading the next few days.
What's the difference between the kind of inflamation in the throat that makes them say "Let's test for Strep" and the kind that says "this is tonsilitis, if it keeps happening, they'll have to go"? I note that they have been calling this pharyngitis in the absence of positive strep cultures.
sj - Mar 02, 2009 7:30:12 am PST #2403 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I ended up sending him a Pi t-shirt from Cafe Press, that has a pi symbol in the middle and the first 1000 digits of pi written across it and a similar mini poster. I hope he likes them.
Omnis, I think getting him a light up shirt might be a bit much for a Junior High kid, but I do like it.
omnis_audis - Mar 02, 2009 7:54:50 am PST #2404 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Omnis, I think getting him a light up shirt might be a bit much for a Junior High kid, but I do like it.huh. Curious. I don't recall linking to a light up shirt. But if it's geeky, I like it!
Connie Neil - Mar 02, 2009 7:56:06 am PST #2405 of 30000
brillig
We had dinner with a young male friend of ours, and it turns out he's a pretty good cook. I have also learned that asparagus is pretty good, which is a revelation to my green-avoidant self.
sj - Mar 02, 2009 8:05:07 am PST #2406 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
huh. Curious. I don't recall linking to a light up shirt. But if it's geeky, I like it!
Oops! I read the description wrong. Obviously I still need more tea.
Steph L. - Mar 02, 2009 8:08:00 am PST #2407 of 30000
I look more rad than Lutheranism
So! The good news is, I don't need a root canal!
The bad news is, I don't need a root canal because I HAD TO HAVE THE TOOTH PULLED. Jesus Christ on a pogo stick.
The bad ex-tooth was cracked vertically down the middle, and the dentist said that I *could* have root canal work, but the tooth would still be really sensitive to pressure and hot and cold b/c the crack couldn't really be spackled or anything, so he said the only way to really take care of it would be to rip it out by the roots. Or, okay, to have an extraction.
I possibly got a little freaked out at the concept that my oral hygiene was so bad that I destroyed a tooth and therefore had to be punished by it being ripped from my head. But the dentist said that, all things considered, losing the very last molar is not a huge deal, because the teeth won't shift in that direction, and it's so far back that the gaping hole isn't visible when I smile. t edit And I can, of course, have an implant fake-tooth put in once everything heals up. Or possibly a BIG BLINGY JEWEL.
The oral surgeon was available an hour after my dentist appointment, so I said, "Sign me up!" I was totally numb, so no pain, but WOW, I didn't anticipate what having my tooth ripped out of my head would SOUND like. I tried really hard not to think of Marathon Man.
The dentist did not, however, pull out the Big Book of British Smiles, and the oral surgeon did not keep asking "Is it safe?", so I guess that's all good.
The oral surgeon actually told me that 2 of the molar's roots were split off in opposite directions, like in an exaggerated V, instead of going more or less straight down, and that's probably a big factor in why the tooth cracked -- it was being pulled apart from underneath. (From beneath you, it rips your tooth in half.)
So now I have gauze in my mouth and a sack of drugs (antibiotics and Tylenol w/codeine, at which I laugh since I have percocet). So far, no pain. But then, the novacaine hasn't worn off yet. I don't look forward to that (except I'd like to feel my tongue again).
So, that happened.