Somebody please explain "[drops mic]" to me? I'm seeing it all over the place, and I don't know what it means.

It really scares me sometimes when they give me a dose of the meds and I don't feel anything. No taste, no cessation of pain (or any distinguishable impact), not the feeling I have to pee I get with benadryl, no fuzziness at all. My first feeling is that they shorted my dose, but last time I thought that happened, nope.

I can't not react to 50 of benadryl and 4 of dilaudid. They will NEVER increase that dose (and with good reason--I don't honestly want them to). I would prefer to discover they're shorting me, and have that argument.

::sigh:: For appearance's sake I should wait another thirty before I even ask about the strength of the last. Just simpler.

I wish they all followed standard procedure and told me how much as well as what, But it's probably the standard. Why tell me every time?

Stupid body.

Where are you seeing that, Zen? I fear I am not travelling in the hip circles.

Oh, hey--it's the Prez. That's how cool I'm not: [link]

Comic Sans fights back [link]

(has this been posted before? Probably but because I know our love of fonts, I took the chance.)

That made me unreasonably happy.

Timelies all!

Concert was fun. Since Beth was performing with Patrick O'Flaherty, one of her bandmates in the Poor Clares, the set was mainly trad Cajun and Celtic music.

Somebody please explain "[drops mic]" to me?

It's a rap thing, though I guess singers do it now too?

Anyway, it's after you've done a particularly impressive freestyle and blown away the person you were competing against, you simply drop the mic and turn and walk away indicating that (a) you are done; and (b) you crushed them.

Here, of course, it is being used ironically generally to mean you're finished with whatever you were bloviating about.

Now seriously contemplating changing my tagline to:

SMACK. Like daffodils in motherfucking spring.

So my cable (tv) is down, due to some "problems in the area." So that's fun. And the guy said there were no "problems in the area" on Wednesday, when my DVR didn't record a bunch of stuff. In short: I hate my fancy new cable. Except when it works.

In short: I hate my fancy new cable. Except when it works.

Clearly you need to get a Roku as an emergency backup entertainment alternative.

So....I should have called it when I didn't feel it. That was half the benadryl and 3/4 the dilaudid, which she didn't clarify until the third dose and isn't interested in making up the difference. So, my head hurts, I want to puke, and they're about to discharge me.

And I've been ringing for a nurse for about an hour because all they do now is admit or discharge. Not treat. You don't have to go home but you gotta get out of here.