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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.
At 6:00 I broke down and texted my mom. I am so sick as is everyone but Sammy. Thankfully my mom is a saint and went to get crackers and soda and then will be here.
I am not going to court today which always stresses me out to miss. But I'm sure the judge does not want me there.
Oh man, Stephanie! Yeah, staying home is the good call. Thank goodness you have your mom to help.
Oh, uhg.
You know that thing? That thing I had SO MUCH TREPIDATION about starting before the holidays because I wasn't convinced there were enough eyes looking at it and we'd have to redo everything and I was all "I'm gonna get a big fat I TOLD YOU SO out of this"?
YES THAT.
Today can just cancel itself.
Oh dear, Stephanie! Quick relief wishes. I hope Liese and any other sick Buffistas are having a better day.
We will miss you this year, dcp!
Oh noes, Stephanie. Glad your mom can help.
Blarg, sarameg. That sucks.
It is 9 below here. -9. I feel all Ferris about it. Nine! And the furnace condensate drain has frozen again. It is 57 in the house, and that's with the fire still on embers. So much for it won't freeze back up right away and if I keep it running it should be fine. This time I skipped the standing on the rafters with a hairdryer bit and went straight to leaving the space heater up there. Which I know is not entirely safe, but I think will be an adequate stopgap until I go on the hunt for self regulating heat tape. Which will happen as soon as I can jolly myself back out from under the covers.
On the plus side, my temperature is now below normal!
Oh dear, Stephanie. I am glad your mom is able to help.
In me illness news, my ear is STILL plugged. I think I am going to lose my mind. Why can't I blow my ear like I blow my nose?
In me illness news, my ear is STILL plugged. I think I am going to lose my mind. Why can't I blow my ear like I blow my nose?
In the future we will have armies of tiny nanobots dresses as plumbers. They'll march into your ear armed with tiny pumps and hoses and get to work. Meanwhile, a robotic Gary Busey will stand by with paper towels.
It is a balmy 12 degrees out right now. Wind chill brings it down to 2. Wheeeee!
The house is ready for pest control, I'm working at Starbucks, and will later hit the laudromat to do wash all the bedsheets, blankets, and comforters. More wheeeeee!
My life is so fucking exciting.
I want the nanobot now!
But they haven't finished the outfits yet! You'd have a naked nasal nanobot.