I don't love that it's an AD that she prescribed strictly for the sleepy, that I wanted Ambien because I know I could take it, go to sleep immediately at say, 11 pm, and wake up at 9 or 10 with no hangover, and thus, reestablish my sleep schedule -- which is what I want. I want to take it for a week or two, get back on track, and then maybe have it around for sleepless nights.

Did I miss something? Why didn't she just give you the ambien?

Erin, that was beautiful! I marked it, for it echoes my thoughts. It also screamed Holden Caufield (sp?) from Knowing Tree (I think that was character/book... It was 21ish years ago that I read it).

Pix & Drew, all sorts of ~ma flowing up the 710 to y'all. I should have off tomorrow. Let me know if you want visitors.

--- ION- I took a long lunch today. Spent the time sitting at the campus cafe, chatting and shamelessly flirting with cute coworker. It will suck when she leaves on the 4th. But had it not been for that, I wouldn't be so flirty.

Back to work.

I like conversations about faith and/or lack of here because it is truly sharing faith rather than proselytizing. We respect each other and the community we have built enough to be able to express vastly different beliefs without that wacky, wacky feeling of being threatened that someone else might have different beliefs that fuels certain segments of modern American Christians' propaganda that their One True Brand of Christianity is under persecution because other sects and religions are permitted to exist.

Much peace to you and your family Amyth.

Procedure~ma to Drew. Note to Drew's pancreas - Get fixed!

Round 2 on the basement and the file shredding has been achieved. I have a yard sale pile and DH is going to find a home for his gram's teak table with the scratches and, now, the basement fug.

Also went to home despot for new bathtub hardware to combat The Leak. Spent a bday gift card, made squash soup and marketed, and am 9 rows away from finishing my first knitting project in 5.75 years.

Erin, it was a great pleasure to read what you wrote. I was nodding along as I did so.

Check it, y'all—Sir Ian at a rally against the pope in a monumentally fantastic t-shirt.

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He asked if we had filed a claim, I told him to talk to my mother. He's now texting me asking me if I filed a claim. WTF?

Next time, tell him to ask me. I will then precede to respond to him using the techniques I use when the individuals I support at work ask intrusive questions about each other. In other words, there would be a few rounds of, "That would be Vortex's business," (said in a very gentle tone of voice, not a snotty one); "I'm sorry, I cannot discuss that with you,"; "Personal choice," etc. Followed by increasingly silly non-answers such as "Yes, I believe that paperwork was filed at the Zoo," or "Wouldn't it be better to paint the ceiling purple?"

Check it, y'all—Sir Ian at a rally against the pope in a monumentally fantastic t-shirt.

We'll invite him to retire on Buffista Island, right?

Ugh, Vortex, that's crazy-making. It's none of his business. Would a "I'm not going to file, and I'm also not going to discuss this decision. Don't harass me about it." work?

Did I miss something? Why didn't she just give you the ambien?

Good question. I was operating on hour 22 awake, so I wasn't as questiony as I might have been. I don't know. She also prescribed two books. I did tell her I was sincerely afraid that the traz wouldn't work, as I have a fairly high tolerance. She told me to call her in three days if it didn't, but she would likely up the dosage.

Ha HA, I have already upped the dosage, and will call on Monday! I am all sly like that.

Chocolate hazelnut milk is totally replacing chocolate soy milk as my chocolate non-dairy beverage of choice. OMG yum.

I keep thinking I have already posted this, because I have been vibing hard all since I read Beep Me. But all sorts of ~ma and peace and love to Amyth for her brother and her whole family.

Also, tons of continuing pancreatic health~ma to Drew.