Ugh. Sorry about the workplace badness, JZ
'Just Rewards (2)'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
JZ, I'm so sorry that your workplace is not NP complete, which is a joke that only a handful of people will get.
(I laughed.)
I'm watching Phantom of the Opera on PBS, which is just awesome in how totally absurdly over-the-top it is.
Good one, Scola. And I'm sorry, JZ.
Oh, JZ, I'm sorry. I love the Episcopal Church we go to (and I'm still pretty Catholicish but feel at home there).
One of my early lessons in class or something: Lice went around like crazy in the academic-class circles I traveled in as a kid, and almost not at all in the more working-class ones. So who knows what's up with lice? NOT ME, MAN.
Lice tends to stick best to very very clean hair (or so I've been told). In lice outbreaks, it's often the least oily hair that attracts the most lice.
ita_!, the girl at my old school who got lice the most often was mixed race and had beautiful beautiful hair that was just this side of an afro, but more dry. I remember her crying and yelling that it wasn't FAIR that she got lice. I also remember telling her that fair didn't play into the equation.
I got nothing else except that my diastolic BP number, after dealing with the person at the pharmacy who made me want to choke a bitch, was 114. I've never seen a diastolic number in the triple digits.
If I have a stroke, you'll know why.
I've never seen a diastolic number in the triple digits.
I have, but it's why my doctor put me on blood pressure meds at 34.
What Matt said. Except I was younger, and an urgent care doctor asked me if I was doing meth.
It doesn't help that I also have serious white-coat syndrome.
Oh, JZ, that bites so hard. Uggh.
I am pro-Episcopal for sure, but not enough to actually try churches here. I'm periodically half-assedly recruited to a UU church, but haven't gone.
Kat, you must chill. I have your keys.
Turned off the alarm last night. Eyes still popped open at 5. Was able to go back to sleep until the blind bandit started in at 7, whereupon I discovered he'd shredded half a box of kleenex. Thanks, Loki.
Applying coffee. Market shortly.
Oh man, I didn't think Dragonball Z hair was possible in the real world until I woke up this morning.
I slept better last night than the night before. My hair is crazy, so Matt I may give you a run for the Dragonball Z money.
No real plans for the day. Just trying to decrease the Vicodin.