Steph, phew. I hope you get some relief very soon.
Erin, I'm glad you had a better day.
t moment of silence for Hamish
I have a date in an hour, about which I am completely unenthused. I ought to go shower.
Wash: Well, I wash my hands of it. It's a hopeless case. I'll read a nice poem at the funeral. Something with imagery. Zoe: You could lock the door and keep the power-hungry maniac at bay. Wash: Oh, no, I'm starting to like this poetry idea now. Here lies my beloved Zoe, my autumn flower, somewhat less attractive now she's all corpsified and gross...
'Shindig'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
smonster - Mar 31, 2011 1:56:34 pm PDT #18716 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Shir - Mar 31, 2011 2:00:03 pm PDT #18717 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
{{{{Seska}}}} I'm so sorry. She was so young!
Hil R. - Mar 31, 2011 2:00:17 pm PDT #18718 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I went to a meeting about how the university budget cuts will affect our department. I now know a lot more than I did before the meeting, but I still don't know if my contract is going to be renewed for next year. I'm going to email the department head to ask when I'll know that.
Strix - Mar 31, 2011 2:06:17 pm PDT #18719 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I'm sorry about wee Hamish, Seska.
Hil, not knowing is kinda the worst part. At least when you know, you can plan.
Shir - Mar 31, 2011 2:10:31 pm PDT #18720 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
And,
Hey, the cabana boys worked! After I bitched early this morning, I had a MUCH better day than yesterday! Woo and hoo!
Stuff that work: Intertubes. Cabana boys. Bitching. Just sayin'.
And, just like Andi and LotR, I'm sure quoting Angel's "if nothing we do matters, then all that matters is what we do" is cliche, but it helps me to think of it. I hope something similar helps you.
We're into dark humor here, personally. Most of us think stuff will take a turn for the worse before they'll get better. We don't think it's a slippery slope anymore, but a free fall without a parachute. So, yeah, dark humor. Because nobody believes people who says that we're getting more and more fascist by the minute.
(Apologies for any typos: I should have gone to bed about 3 hours ago...)
Edit: and oh, Hil. Hang in there.
Zenkitty - Mar 31, 2011 2:14:45 pm PDT #18721 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Very glad your ladyparts are all benign, Steph!
I looked at the biopsied area last night, and I was braced for something like pencil-eraser-sized holes (I couldn't see what the doctor was doing, obviously). It's just 3 spots the size of a needle stick. But I swear to god it felt like she used a hole punch. A SHARP hole punch.
The derm who biopsied my upper arm DID use a damn hole punch. Left two scars the size of a pencil eraser. It turned out to be "just a rash". I only agreed to the biopsy because I thought it was going to be a needle! The moral of the tale is, always ask *what* they're biopsying WITH.
The earache is back. It hurts all over the right side of my head. OTC painkillers haven't touched it; mighty decongestants have opened my sinuses but not made a dent in the pain. I'm now trying a whole pill of Valium in the hopes that it's actually TMJ. At least it'll probably put me to sleep. I usually cut the pills in half.
Actually, the earache started back last July and never really went away. I finally saw a doctor, who said there didn't seem to be anything wrong with my ear and gave me a sulfa drug because I can't take antibiotics, and it helped a little, but apparently not enough. I guess now I have to dig up an ENT guy. Dammit.
Pix - Mar 31, 2011 2:29:24 pm PDT #18722 of 30000
The status is NOT quo.
Yay benign and treatable, Tep! Zen, ouch. I hope you get relief soon. Yay better day, Erin! I had one too. Got myself a 2011 Ford Fiesta rental car (it's actually quite a cute, though underpowered, little car!) and have been gleefully zipping around doing errands today. Tomorrow I have to get serious about starting to write my portfolio and grade papers since I apparently took the first part of my Spring Break off, but I'm okay with that.
meara - Mar 31, 2011 3:58:06 pm PDT #18723 of 30000
Yay benign-ity for everyone!
And yay better days.
I drove 3 hours south to Portland (after going to bed at 9pm with a migraine and waking up with a very sore back) in order o do 15 minutes worth of work. Ridiculous! Then I told a friend I'd meet him for dinner in Olympia (between Seattle and Portland) and got here early, but could not find a walk in massage place. Want massage!! Waaaaaaant.
billytea - Mar 31, 2011 4:10:34 pm PDT #18724 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I've just received an email at work asking for all my qualifications. I'm finding it a ridiculous effort not to add "All-American good guy and devil-may-care flying fool" to the list.
Strix - Mar 31, 2011 4:25:09 pm PDT #18725 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
You could add it in 2 pt. font...