Comic Sans fights back [link]
(has this been posted before? Probably but because I know our love of fonts, I took the chance.)
'Touched'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
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.
I really just wish you could always get the good staff, ita.
My tv is back AND pictures are hung, so a net win. I have too many framed pictures.
Me too, jesse, me too. I'm admitted now, and it's just like not being admitted, so I've asked one of the nurses to find out when it will not be the same. And I've sent an email to my migraine doc about resolving confusion proactively next time.
Really, I think everything is taken care of except the sulking. I should get a head start on that.