and in good news my kitty is waking up from his drugs. the vet assitant is finding him very funny. She called him a lightweight.
Oh my god. What can it be? We're all doomed! Who's flying this thing!? Oh right, that would be me. Back to work.
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beth b - Feb 08, 2010 12:16:42 pm PST #9526 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Feb 08, 2010 12:33:46 pm PST #9527 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
the vet assitant is finding him very funny. She called him a lightweight.
I can totally relate to poor lightweight kitty. Upon waking up from anaesthetic, after having my wisdom teeth out, I spent about twenty minutes insisting to my mother that Margaret Thatcher was going to kill us all. It was election season - 1997. Drugs of all sorts make me loopy (and amnesiac).
beth b - Feb 08, 2010 12:42:21 pm PST #9528 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
my youngest sister found mailboxes hysterically funny on the drugs from her wisdom teeth removal
d - Feb 08, 2010 1:21:35 pm PST #9529 of 30000
It's nice to see some brave pretenders trying to make it interesting.
They gave me just the faintest whiff which knocked me out and I woke up groggy and nauseated. You know what's not fun? throwing up when you've got four holes in your gums.
My brother was like an elephant - they had to give him more mid-surgery and he woke up high as a kite until he crashed and became sort of unbearable.
d - Feb 08, 2010 1:21:36 pm PST #9530 of 30000
It's nice to see some brave pretenders trying to make it interesting.
omnis_audis - Feb 08, 2010 1:55:34 pm PST #9531 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Maybe I'm a lil bit grumpy because of all the stuff going on at once, and wanting to rail at the idiot who stacked the work schedule so much. But the folks in the development office are organizing Valentines Day stuff for the theater. So it starts off kinda cute last week with:
On Friday, February 12th, have your Valentine "mailbox" outside of your cube, office or work table and come prepared to share valentines with your co-workers. Please feel free to be creative, extremely cheap, funny and/or thoughtful.
Our department plans to provide some sweets to share at the coffee station that day, as well.
There's no excuse not to participate, everyone - at minimum, you have trash can liners for a mailbox and post-it notes for valentines at your desk!
But then today it became:
One more thing: because I know EVERYONE will participate, plan to have valentines for about 40 people that day.
And suddenly it feels like first grade where you have to make a valentine for everyone, including the folks you want to choke the living shit out of.
I dunno. Maybe it's because I'm one of the few single folk with the company, and forced valentines seems rather against the spirit of giving them. Maybe it's just me feeling stressed. Either way, it's making me think twice about participating.
§ ita § - Feb 08, 2010 1:59:01 pm PST #9532 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
The idea of sharing Valentines with my co-workers gives me hives, but I'm an extremely uptight colleague with rock-solid boundaries.
brenda m - Feb 08, 2010 2:01:24 pm PST #9533 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
That's ridic, omnis.
Polter-Cow - Feb 08, 2010 2:02:36 pm PST #9534 of 30000
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Uh, what the hell, omnis. This is not elementary school.
javachik - Feb 08, 2010 2:06:49 pm PST #9535 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
I would so not participate in that stupid V-Day crap, Omnis. Ack.