It's always encouraging to ring the NHS medical helpline thingy and find that their nurse has never heard of Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome. She is ringing my GP for me. I could have done that all by myself... If this goes on much longer, I'll get a lot of TV catching-up done. I've seen all of the Dollhouse eps I was behind on. Currently re-watching 'Planet of the Ood', 'cause EOT2 last week made me want to see it again.

Best nail polish I ever had was a beautiful sky-blue colour.

Erin - hee!

So part of having a job is being on at least one committee that makes you want to stab your eye out, right? With incompetent chairs and a complicated mandate and meetings where you go around and around and around?

That's just part of working, right?

This question brought to you by the hour I spent earlier today fervently wishing for a Hellmouth to open up beneath my chair.

That's just part of working, right?

I believe so, yes.

Congratulations, Erin!

So part of having a job is being on at least one committee that makes you want to stab your eye out, right?

If it's a good job, it's only one committee.

That's just part of working, right?

It has been at all the Universities I've ever worked for.

One of my co-workers just got a call that his mother has had a massive stroke, so he's flying home tonight. I told him not to worry about anything here, of course, but I am a little worried about the 4 classes I'll now have to teach next week for him.

EEEEEE!!! Yay, ERIN! (And whatever the board decides his acronym should be...)

I'm at the Jax airport... last leg of the escape. Had the tearful goodbyes with the in-laws (I'm very, very lucky in that I love them an awful lot and the feelings are reciprocated) and now we're just waiting and hoping we can get to Atlanta.

Never in my life have I felt so thoroughly unsentimental about leaving a house or city I've lived in.

And so excited for our new lives out west.

What a happy, happy week this has been between the Pix-Design wedding, Erin's engagement, Jess' baby news, and our running away.

I'm at the Jax airport... last leg of the escape.

Get out! Get out! Get out!!!

Get out! Get out! Get out!!!

I'm trying, I'm trying!

Flight's been delayed a half-hour at this point. Please fates, not any more.

What should I do if other family members bring it up?

Since I gave the advice that led to this, I feel the need to add something, even if it's only, "What everyone else said." You don't want to ask anyone to take sides in this.

Damn it. I'm having a depressingly familiar set of symptoms, the ones I had for last year's Sinus Infection That Would Not Die. I had a doctor appointment for 4:20. They're closing the office at 4 because of the weather. They apparently tried to call and then e-mailed. That's how I discovered my phone line is out. I tried to call back and just got voice mail. I left another number to call but they haven't yet. I want to throw some ammunition at this thing before Monday, because little tiny men are doing heavy construction in my sinuses.