It's benign positional vertigo, which Dr. Google had pretty much already told me, but now I have drugs to go along with the diagnosis, so that's nice.

I hope the Girl feels better soon, Seska. Flu is no fun for anybody.

Much getting-better~ma for The Girl.

And Jars, I hope the meds help.

Laga, remember to drink lots of water, and either take a folic acid (B vitamins) supplement or drink lots of orange juice. (Anti-hangover)

As for me, the gronk she is mighty. I decided on eggs for breakfast. But then I kinda forgot to put any oil in the pan. So massive sticking.

Today is my day off, and yet, I have a four-hour class for the new company to go to this morning. Of course, it is for the company that is taking over. There are certain training requirements that the state has for people working in this field, before one is allowed to actually work with the developmentally disabled people we support - whenever we start a new job. So I have to go now, even though I had the same training when I started at the old company four and a half years ago, and before that at the previous place of employment, five years ago.

There will be some fun, though. They are going to put that stuff on our hands that glows in the dark, so we can prove we can wash our hands properly. That should be fun. Glow in the dark hands!

By "their definition of risque", you mean mine, omnis. And my idea was to mark anything that indicated clearly the subject was nude, or prevent NSFW surprises. Still, wetmen.provocateuse.com is banned at my workplace anyway, and people send me full frontal pictures. I don't get it. I thought it was clearly a tame set of sites.

"Oh, Mommy, I really like the hair ... It's so pretty, I think it really is!"

I can't believe this is Bitches. No really. Seriously. Someone goes out of the way to share a story about a compliment on a hair style, and NOBODY demands pictures? I dunno. I thought this was a supportive group. Maybe I should change subscriptions to Natter.

Well, as much as I like alla y'all, I don't EVER want to see pictures of anyone's pubic hair.

So that's what kept me from being creepy and asking for a picture. I'm just weird like that.

So that's what kept me from being creepy and asking for a picture. I'm just weird like that.

Indeed, me too!

Sometimes, my job makes me want to cry. I won't. But I really, really want to.

So that's what kept me from being creepy and asking for a picture. I'm just weird like that.

Indeed, me too!

WE ARE SO WEIRD.

people send me full frontal pictures. I don't get it. I thought it was clearly a tame set of sites.

Maybe they think that you just don't have access to the good stuff :)

Good morning, all.

Yeah, that's about it. More coffee.

Maybe they think that you just don't have access to the good stuff :)

And a couple of them define "good stuff" as full frontal of themselves. WTF, world?