Hey, I didn't know Matt and Rana were in Heist a Crow ! Well, I didn't know them back then. Although I may have met Rana before then.

I am having Worlds Colliding moments on Facebook now that you're part of the theatre crowd.

The funny part of this sentence, for me, is the "now that you're part of the theatre crowd".

Juliana had acted and directed professionally in at least three different states before you were out of college. And I was attending productions with her in SF (and accompanying her to auditions and readings) in January of 2006, if I have my dates right. It's not a hobby or side thing with her - it's her life. And I know you're enjoying your foray into theatre-land, but words and phrasing are important.

ETA: for more clarity. ETA: dates.

And I know you're enjoying your foray into theatre-land, but words and phrasing are important.

Yeah, I'm well aware of her theatre life. I, too, had a theatre life before this year. What I should have said is "now that we're part of the same theatre crowd and everyone is Facebook friends." I was surprised when she said Hermes was her SF stage debut, since I knew she'd been active in theatre here before then.

Nothing new in my life since my original post. Same husband, same cats, same job, same car.

Things are much the same with me as in my post from last year, except that my boyfriend is now my husband, which is still new and crazy and wonderful. We're still living in Nashville, and our guest room is open to any Buffistas who want to visit our fair city!

Hi, guys.

I'm afraid the State of HP is pretty much suckage. Highlights:

• My son William (God, I nursed him as a Buffista!baby) is 17. He has not been in school since, at 15, he began a migraine that has lasted for two solid years now without ever stopping. He's in private tutoring but is frequently too ill for that.
1. In June, my husband was finally diagnosed. Yup, he has migraines, too. His affect him almost entirely cognitively -- he gets severe migraine-brain and stays there for a day or longer.
2. My migraines continued to get severer and severer and severer. After two years of having 22-25 migraines every month, I gave up and filed for a disability accommodation, asking to work variable part-time. Three months after I had begun working under the accommodation, I was called in to an HR meeting. Surprise! You may have been working under the accommodation, but we didn't actually *agree* to it. We think you're well enough to work full-time, making up missed days. In June I filed for full-time disability. You have no idea how much I hated that. I spent all of August/September in bed thanks to Topamax. In late September the insurance company called to tell me that I wasn't disabled at all. Now I'm gearing up and getting a lawyer to prove that, yes, 22-25 days a month of crippling pain and/or impaired cognition due to drugs does indeed keep you from performing an intellectually demanding job.

On the whole, I would rather be in Philadelphia.

Oy. I think we need to add "fuck migraines" to "fuck cancer".

Oh, god, Betsy. That's awful.

It is absolutely right-on to apply for disability if you're too disabled to work. And having migraines so many days out of the month sure qualifies. I hope you're successful in your fight. I hope for a HP family miracle where you all no longer suffer from migraines anymore, but barring that, I hope that you can get the naysayers to acknowledge that you're disabled and that they start paying up.

Betsy, that's just terrible. I'm so sorry that that is happening to you and yours.

Oh Betsy, that's a lot of aggravation on top of a lot of pain. I am hoping for better days for you and your family.