Why does Australia always have the best headlines?
They had sharks swimming in the streets. If they didn't have the best headlines, I'd be disappointed. They've already got the best stories.
FCM: Benadryl, Sudafed, Ibuprofen
F: Ibuprofen (sometimes it works)
C: Sudafed. I do not get why people want to feel like this recreationally. I have to think long and hard about whether I want to breathe or I want to brane and not twitch.
M: Benedryl. We are OTP.
I've mostly been trying to see how many times I can listen to the new Panic! single without getting tired of it. We're up to six!
I tried that with Na Na Na.
I got a speeding ticket.
Oh, also: M ibuprofen (my faaavorite), F Sudafed (it's a bad idea, but I do it sometimes anyway), C Benedryl (does nothing for me)
I got a speeding ticket.
I'm not driving, though!
I will credit the entire Danger Days album for helping me figure out the new book's plot at Sara's swim lesson the other night. Thanks, Gee!
I tried that with Na Na Na.
I got a speeding ticket.
My concert wife S (whom Kate P knows in meat space), whom I have NEVER seen speed (on many a road trip) put on that album and
floored it
a few weeks ago.
I almost didn't want to tell her how fast she was going because it was hysterical (and the highway was empty) but we were approaching the turnpike gates and, well, you just never know...
So apparently they're lining up an RFP for contracting firms to fill my slot, and there will be some jujitsu with my resume being sent along in close proximity. "Nudge nudge, know what I mean?" and so forth.
No word yet on start date. My coworker is trying to convince me to try to get a raise out of it, just to cover the pain & suffering of all this. Which is tempting except for the fear that I'll price myself out of the work.
Next Thursday is my last day in this position: at least I can kind of sort of tell people something now...
But I still want my bottle of Oban. And a pony.
Yay, for last chemo!
I'm sorry for all the sickos out there. Jesse, when I had The Real Influenza last winter it just absolutely kicked my ass for two weeks. Flat on my back, achey, feverish, horrible. It was my worst sickness in about ten years and a painful reminder that the real flu is not to be trifled with.
I found it! It was in my briefcase. Along with two pencils and a silver sharpie, so it's a win all around.
Yeah, I had what may or may not have been Real Flu a few years ago, and same thing with the two weeks. Yikes! I'm pretty sure this is just a bad cold, but bleh.
Timelies all!
Yay Perkins!
Ugh. My arms hurt from snow removal.
