PEEPLE HAV THE RITE TO DIE OF THERE GOD-GIVEN DISEESES

Crap. We are having brownouts here, perhaps because of the 98 degree heat. My UPS saved my work computer the first few times, but not the last.

My socialist guvmint is forcing me to get sick!

And if we're all too sick to come to work, the job creators will suffer! MY GOD IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW.

We seem to be in a brownout. (My first!) One UPS keeps complaining that the power is bad (low and/or inconsistant).

eta: And with no AC, it's already getting hot inside.

I'm hoping my boss will let me go home.

Hi, guys. It's me.

Sorry I have been grey (black?) but I got an ARE YOU DED? email, so I am saying hello.

Arm recuperation is more painful and more annoying than my hysterectomy; at least when I was recooping from that, i could type. I'm finally off the Vicodin and my soft cast was removed, and I am in a brace.

I fell into a massive case of the blues --can only work at a snail-like pace, had to renege on a job, been in a narcotic stupor every 6 hours for 3 weeks, house is a mess, CAN'T WASH MY HAIR PROPERLY, have only been out of the house 2x, once to go to dr -- I think i would much rather have broken my leg.

I'd put on my happy-smiley kick-ass whatevs face for the first week of this, but (first world problem) this has really kicked me in the balls.

I didn't even open my laptop for a week and a half.

So. I skimmed a little, and I am so relieved that Vortex is ok (OMG, girl, SO GLAD!) and I offer a belated happy birthday to darling JZ and to Teppy and Happy Birthday today to Hec.

If I missed anyone or anything, I'm really sorry! I've been mired in the Slough of Despond and am trying very hard to fight my way out of it.

Oh, and I have a FAB new 5 inch vertical wrist scar that makes me look like I tried to commit suicide. (NOT pseudicide!) And I will no longer be able to breeze through TSA points -- I have 7 screws and a metal plate in my left wrist. Wanding and body searches for me, baybees!

(No weremonkey bites have been inflicted. 8 zillion Buffistas know I am real!)

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The sheer number of people who think they will be in perfect health forever.

It's also tied into this crazy vibe that I get that righteous right wing types think that disease or illness or injury are a sign of weakness, or something. I just do not get it at all.

Or that somehow, it's perfectly acceptable that people suffer and DIE because they can't afford medical treatment.

I know people who blink and say "Of course it is." Staunch creationists are some of the most stalwart Darwinists out there. If God loved you, you'd be successful, therefore you could afford insurance and basic needs. You're not successful, therefore God doesn't love you, and He must have a reason, and who am I to second-think God? Or you're just lazy and deserve any bad thing that might happen to you.

I sometimes want to punch the people around me.

If God loved you, you'd be successful, therefore you could afford insurance and basic needs. You're not successful, therefore God doesn't love you, and He must have a reason, and who am I to second-think God? Or you're just lazy and deserve any bad thing that might happen to you.

Yeah. This is why the religious right freaks me out. I guess it's just a part of our story, what with Manifest Destiny and all.

And I know several people who are outraged that they ahve to have car insurance, because they're terrific drivers. And car registration is just a way for the government to monitor you.

but my not going out for sports probably would have resulted in me not being valedictorian.

How would sports have anything to do with being valedictorian?