ooooh! Prescriptions! That's a great idea.

I'm going to ask all of my students to get a free account and then store/save work on turn in. No editing from me or anyone else, but just sharing a notebook.

I also got a free evernote shirt at the conference I went ot this weekend. It is coolness.

I was prepared to be meh on it because the Franklin Covey folks LOVE it and I am not their tribe. But I'm glad that I just off loaded a whole bunch of stuff I desperately need to access all over on it.

And maybe I'll do photos next because keeping them just on flickr makes me nervous.

Intimacy doesn't measure. They eyeball. They're pretty damned good. At everything except not bringing me the really expensive ones.

Not even the band?

Nordstrom's woman also stood in the dressing room with me and put the bra on me as if I were incapable (perhaps I am! I no longer have quad boob though!)

y'all are reminding me that I need to order my favorite bras online because none of the stores here that have them have my size.

went out for Greek food.

Yeah, this place eyeballed. Was right, the bras were just wrong cuts.

Bra shopping, shudder. By the standard measure, I should be a 44G, which is too big in reality. I'm left guessing at my own bra size. 42DD usually fits, except when it doesn't. I'm just gonna wear sports bras forever. Unless I can get back down to what I think of as my "normal" size, when I could buy 36B bras and be reasonably sure they'd fit.

I'm a 38B, which can be hard to find in the store. And some days I think I'm closer to a C. I've never found a demi bra I was comfortable in -- they all seem like I'm about to spill over, which I don't like.

S. grabbed a 38B Wacoal from Nordstrom's Rack one day, and it fits PERFECTLY. Totally not an everyday bra (which is probably what you get when the guy is shopping for it) but I do know I want to try more Wacoals.

I just joined Goodreads. And I'm pretty sure I just sent out a friend request to everybody I know, so, um, sorry about that.

Not even the band?

Nope. And they got me pretty much right away.

Which was so different from Victoria's Secret, who would argue with me, and tell me I had my bra size wrong, until I tried it on, and then they'd say okay.

Why am I proving shit to them? Grr.

She did measure the band, but guessed first and was right, between 34 and 36. 36 Ds tended too broad between the cleavage and cut into my upper chest, 34 DD too big in the cups. In general. There were more specifics about placement, shape and support that I objected to.

I tried on a strapless convertible in Nordies that had the right shape...but it had the tacky rubber since it was a strapless (gives me welts as my thighhighs do and while I can tolerate that on my thighs, NSM my torso) and the straps were too broadly spaced.

Devi was sleeping behind me and Loki jumped up nearby and indulged in some blissed out kneading of the throw. He'd occasionally bump her and she'd werp (a happy werp) until he slid a little and was kinda kneading her. She stood and was just staring at him like 'what the fuck is he on?!' for a bit until she left to eat. He was oblivious.

Please tell me why I'm drawing with my right hand in that iphone drawing game?

(FYI - I am left-handed.)