My cat would be happy to let me sleep in, but he chooses to come to bed and settle down on my arm half an hour before the alarm goes off. Of course, my getting up at 5 AM on Sundays disrupts his opinion of the right functioning of the world. If it's still dark out, his humans should be warming the bed for him.

ita, I'm so sorry you've had crap ER visits two weeks in a row.

I'm going through a phase where not only do the cas wake me up at ridonkulous hours, but I am finding it hard to fall back to sleep afterwards. Do. Not. Want.

Remember, kids: anti racist means anti white.

Nothing I hate more than white people...

I have had two nights of excellent sleep! Phew. I have an invitation to go out Monday night, which would be fun, but I'm a little afraid to start off the workweek by staying up late. Hmmm.

fuck, ita, that's just wrong. (Both the site and the treatment of your meds.) I do recommend checking in with Betsy on how her program is going: if it's successful, maybe she can get a recommendation for you in the LA area? I dunno, just thinking out loud.

I got home around 9pm last night, and made myself stay up until 10:30, and slept through to 6:30 AM. Victory!

Today looks way too busy: laundry and grocery shopping, gym, dog-walking (if it's not raining too much), and I have to buy a gift and make a cake for my mother's birthday. And of course I don't have any milk in the house.

Timelies all!

Went to the Mythbusters: Behind the Myths show last night. Lots of fun.

Yesterday was such a complete and utter waste of a day in terms of everything except sleeping and watching S2 of the Big bang theory that I am determined to make up for it today. So far I have only done a little tidying and made coffee, but as soon as I am done with breakfast I am going to shower and go to TJs and Target and the Hunger Games and Costplus and put together my last book case and unpack those boxes of books

I may even go so far as to say no TV for the day.

What the fuck is up with that ER, ita? I don't understand why they are getting more resistant with time instead of more understanding. I mean, they have to know you are suffering, right? What is fucking wrong with people?

If you need a ride, let me know. I'm around, and this week is less crazy than last week.

ita, you're definitely not asking for too much. I'm so sorry that you have to deal with this bullshit every weekend.

I had kind of hoped that kind of racism was on its way out. When we were in Indianapolis for Lego Brickworld a couple of weeks ago, DH was sitting up late on the balcony overlooking the pool at the hotel watching security roust some teenagers. They moved from the pool to their own balconies and two groups of young teens, one boys and one girls, were flirting and joking and yelling back and forth from their balconies to each other when DH heard someone scream from their own room, "WILL YOU N*****S SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Good reason for us not to move back to Indiana.

As society shakes the nastiness off, it's the concentrated spots that are left. Their protective coatings are flaking off, revealing the truth, and they're trying to stand there all proud of themselves while they realize that they're becoming nakeder and nakeder and more and more isolated. The internet, which has opened a lot of minds, actually gives them the means to find each other and survive.