Aims, I've never seen VM, so caveat, but having read the book, which I think is a transcription, I'd say don't take Em. There's some stuff in there (about rape ) that was very disturbing to me, and I'm old and experienced.

The Woman Who Loved to Make Vaginas Happy.

That's my monologue! Heh. Possibly the most fun I had on stage in the history of ever.

Well, I love happy vaginas, but I don't want all that responsibility on myself for other vaginas' happinesses. That's some heavy stuff, you know?

I just had an MRI, and for the first time in two decades of the scan...almost felt claustrophobic. I mean, I understood how people could freak out in them (is that why there's a breeze the whole time? It made my nose itch), and for some reason by the time I came out my eyes were bloodshot, and I looked like a wreck.

My mother's got her CAT scan test done--and her liver looks fleshy and well-behaved and non tumourous. She finds out about the blood test, which should be her last test, next week on the day before her birthday. My sister was planning her own 40th shenanigans, but she's putting a hold on that until we get the news. She still wants to long weekend with friends and family, but I guess she'll feel differently when she does it? Not sure, but whatever works for her brain and her stress level.

I'm going to chalk up some of my high ambient stress level of the past week or so to be related knowing we're getting News.

One of the developers, the unknowing LOLly developer missed work today. With a headache. At which point I jumped up and down and said see! Other people do it too!

Okay, perhaps some of that just happened inside my head. But she's exactly the sort of sharey that will tell you exactly why she was late.ill, leaving early all sorts of things I'm clinging close to my breast.

I've been so grateful that Dad was totally okay with MRIs because he's had lots in the past two months. Though I think it's another month until his next one. It's chilling how much I stress about every test. I just want people to tell me he's improving and doing well and all that shit.

But I'm down in San Diego on the bus to a rental car so I will see for myself in the morning.

Odd - on the plane the woman in my row with a kid asked if Id give up my window so her other kid behind her could sit there. And sure. But then the kid didn't want to. So I got my window seat and as I'm getting in, she tells me that the boy I'm sitting next to is autistic. That was totally valuable information. And he was really sweet. Clearly autistic when he went to grab my water and started touching my iPad while I was reading. But I knew and it was so much less stressful than the just badly behaved girl near me before boarding. She was just a pill.

Glad to hear you'll get some first hand info, Cass. It'll be good to see him in person.

Sounds like a fraught passenger trip; I would have been stressed by both of those things, even with warning.

Because I had the info and maybe because I reverted to a little bit of being freaked out but almost numbly so because my last trip here was so brutal, it was a fine trip. Weird.

And it'd have been really disturbing if she hadn't disclosed his autism but, because she did, it was okay. I did make sure I turned my screen when there were naughty words in my book.

I have to set up the internet here. Tomorrow. Tonight I shower and sleep.

Dead batteries in the remote. Blergh.

But, Nailistas, Dutch 'Ya Just Love OPI? [link] is pretty. Dusky grape bombed with gold microglitter. I need to own this one. Burrell, it looks good on us.

Ooh, pretty.

Building alarm system has been blaring for the entire 8 hours since I got home from work. Obviously, it does not actually alert anyone who's supposed to respond to it, and has a habit of false alarms on weekends when building management is out of contact. It can only be shut off by someone with a key, which the fire department doen't have.

A wooden axe handle would insulate against electric current if someone were to chop through a big cable inside a protective metal tube, right?

Not enough.