I just watched the fall finale of Dr Who.

That was kind of perfect, wasn't it?

eta: at least in terms of

a goodbye to the Ponds.

They kind of messed with the canon, like the Angels not being able to look at each other.

I graded today, pretty much all day, off and on. But at least I stopped grading after dinner.

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Yeah, the ones with prices were $595.

When I lived in Detroit my rent was half that.

do "raves" really cost $75 now?

Seriously? I lit a rave once and I think the cover was $3.

Dear god, I sound old.

I'm finding discussions of $75 rave prices. They exist, but people seem surprised too.

There is a woman here at the ER who complains of not being able to breath. Her pulse ox is good, and she's not visibly physically distressed--no altered breathing patterns like hyperventilation or anything.

I overheard one of the girls who accompanied her here taking a phone call (from inside the triage room) and explaining that she'd told some guy he liked her, and he said he didn't like her in that way, and might even like someone else instead.

Oh. Poor noodle, the freakout is clearly no fun, but Diagnosis: He's just not that into you--is that covered by insurance?

Oh. Poor noodle, the freakout is clearly no fun, but Diagnosis: He's just not that into you--is that covered by insurance?

I believe it's covered by date insurance, is what you need there.

I'd hate to find out I had a high premium on my date coverage. And with the number of dates I don't get, I could manage a pretty high deductible.

Found a Jamaican nurse! Helen, my nurse this morning, is from Manchester-- :). And her sister still living there has cancer :(.

It came up because the doctor (who I hadn't seen in forever) said she'd heard I'd been back to Ja. Is this in my files? I certainly didn't see her in the leadup to the trip, and I don't have that sort of chatter with the MDs. I mentioned it to the nurse, because I thought I'd heard an accent, but it took her a bit to realise I meant Home when I talked about going there.

And then I showed her the holiday pics and pimped the villa. $850! 8 people! In the off season which had perfectly perfect weather (as long as you're not a farmer)!

Turned out better than the Belizean guy I mistook for Jamaican earlier in the week--in my defense, he was listening to reggae, and I've never heard the Belize accent before. Also, I'm presumptuous.

Now I'm going to have to look up Belize, because I thought it was Spanish-speaking! (Not that I have much chance of recognizing a non-Rasta Jamaican accent anyway.)

Stuff you didn't know about your family department: last week, when discussing stuff with my aunt, Great Disasters came up, and she casually mentioned seeing the Hindenburg go down. "Yeah, there were all sorts of pictures," I said helpfully. "Even color stills -- there were all sorts of press there."

"Oh yeah," said my 83-year-old aunt. "But I was there."

She went on to explain that my grandfather had taken her, my grandmother and my great-grandmother to see the landing -- THAT landing -- which was only a couple miles away. She was 8 (if I've got the math right) and remembers my grandpa pointing out the passengers waving from the windows as the zeppelin circled the field so that it could land facing the wind.

Which is mind-blowing enough... but get this: in 53 years I've been alive, nobody in my family thought to mention that they saw the Hindenburg go down. O.o

ita, we had Helen when we were there. She was nice.

What does a blood clot feel like?