Grumbling here so I don't grumble there:

No, Other Commenter, the five peer-reviewed PubMed cites, published within the last 18 months, that I linked to are *not* refuted by the two 12- and 25-year-old cites you linked to that say essentially the same thing as my five recent ones, only with more general and tentative findings, just as one would expect when looking back 12 or 25 years. Unless by "refuted" you mean "supported and confirmed," in which case, yes, indeed they are. Otherwise, Other Commenter, I'm afraid that possibly ur doin it just the tiniest bit rong.

Sigh.

Allyson always rocked, but now she LITERALLY rocks.

It turns out that once you have had a corneal abrasion, they are susceptible to re-abrading for about a year without you actually poking yourself in the eye violently.

I blinked wrong and reopened the motherfucker. It's not AS bad, but still. I barely made it through today (at least I still have the drops.) I think I'm going to have to take tomorrow off, because staring at my screen for any length of time hurts, which makes my eye tear, which makes it hurt more and I was generally useless. Another funfilled day of staring at the ceiling. I really HOPE this doesn't take 3 days to heal this time.

Fuck.

Don't blink, sarameg. Don't even blink.

(whut?)

Poor sarameg! How do you blink wrong? No, don't tell me, I'll start doing it. You should get an eyepatch and just keep your eye closed. And say Arrrrr a lot.

Ouch, sara. I wish you speedy healing.

I just learnt that fleshbot has been sold.

Good god, it's hideous now. And I say that as someone who wholeheartedly despises the gawker re-design. This is worse. It looks like a trashy porn site. And Lux isn't trashy. I'll kinda miss those naked kids. But I don't want to work out how to navigate that.

OMG, I just remembered the rope course we did at my now defunct MI employer. There was one guy who was stunningly bad. Like, he must have been doing it on purpose level of bad. So everyone mocked him. So worth flying 3000 miles for team building exercises so we could dump shit on him.

We also did team-building through improv.

Who the FUCK think improv builds good business team skills? Good god, the sniping and the backstabbing and shit that improv got me used to...oh.

Goddamnit, sara. I'm sorry. If you need me to do anything for you tomorrow, let me know.

oh OW, sara!! I'm around all week if you need anything.

It's comically, painfully ridiculous. I'll be fine. Just bored. I do have to call in for a couple meetings. My screen tolerance is much better than last time, but I just can't look at a screen for more that a few seconds. I mean, this time I can drive.

You know those blinks when you eye is sealed tight and there is actually a bit of pressure pop when you open the lid (often when you wake up or if you've screwed your eyes tight shut)? Apparently that was sufficient to pull the scarred tissue open.

Maria, I am quite relieved on your behalf.

I don't want to send you away, sara, but should you be at a computer right now? Or will you go nuts if you aren't?