If studies are underway right now, could you get in on one? They'd pay for the implant.

I've been hesitant to ask when you were deploying and hurting... did you get a something in the mail?

Quite possibly? I don't actually check it that often once I know I have the bill for that month. I'm dead for today, but I'll check tomorrow--unless something's going to either gain or lose life in the interim.

unless something's going to either gain or lose life in the interim.

It can wait - I did not mail a kitten.

No kitten? I am very disappointed!

I'm exhausted from just reading those lists. I'm so not cut out for adulthood.

GOD YES.

Hmm, I take it back, ita--I looked on clintrials and the only ones I found that seemed relevant (assume you don't want to try random drugs) were at the Cleveland Clinic, in New York, or one in Italy (no idea why it's on our US website, I guess they're going for approval here but not testing here)

meara--out of curiosity's sake if nothing else--are those trials neurostimulator specific, or other migraine magic? I wanted to get in on the hole-in-the-heart study at UCLA (I think I qualified--I have both the migraines and the hole), but my neuro said "HEART SURGERY" and it did kinda sink in then.

Sox--don't think I'm not excited. I'm just also spooned for the day.

Oy--the internet and its fetish chain. I'm looking for pics of Karen Gillan, and I come across this [link] and I think "Karen never posed for that shot--I'm new to her portfolio, but it doesn't seem...nah." So I do a little bit more searching, and I find headswap harry whose schtick it is to manip actresses' heads onto those outfits (that's his Karen page). And now I need to know if people are treating this picture like it's real, and the little clicking aound seemed that, yea, but then I stumble onto this [link] and all I can think is "How did you guys thrive before the intertubes got installed?" That is some great synergy happening there. Power to the "pervs".

Oh, I picked such a lovely week to take vacation. I wonder how slammed we are with people prepping to take our software out into the flood zones. I've been half-expecting to get a call telling me they want me to come in, and I told Hubby not to answer the phone if the caller ID says work. He said I'd end up going in if they needed me, and I said, "No, I wouldn't."

Of course, it'll end up that next week, when I'm back, is when we'll get solid ten-hour days when we have to work the phones through lunch and sneak bites of whatever we can.

If you went to NY to work in fashion, is it really a good idea to show up dressed in TJ Maxx? Did Devil Wears Prada lie to me?

The bad thing about this tea maker is that with tea not oversteeped, I can always taste the water. So this is where I get the earliest warning that my Brita filter (it's the worst!) needs to be changed. I hate the "warning" cuppa. I wished the LCD timer in the lid had ever worked. I'm not actually going to write down when I change the bugger.

Well, except now I know to come to Natter 70 and look for my post with Brita in it. Cool cool cool.

I am now packed for vacation except my toiletries kit and laptop. Beginning to get excited about driving into the Ozarks tomorrow!