Protesting yesterday may have been too much for my ankle. Not walking too well now. And I have no painkillers -- I called my doctor on Tuesday to get a refill, but I just called again, and she hasn't signed the prescription yet. The person I talked to said that she'd put the request in again and label it urgent.
'Shindig'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Well, the Australian expat lungfish died, but the National Zoo now has a brand new porcupette. Gender will be determined later ... assumingly by someone wearing thick gloves.
Definitely not getting my painkillers today, which means not getting them until Monday. Which means canceling pretty much everything I was planning to do this weekend -- protesting tomorrow morning, going to a "We support immigrants" vigil tomorrow evening, going grocery shopping on Sunday -- because, at the moment, I can't stand up for more than a minute or two, and driving will aggravate my ankle even more.
In more animal news, a sweet sixteen party ... for a red panda.
RED PANDA!
I kind of wish that I had a wheelchair that I could use on bad days, so that I wouldn't just be stuck at home because it hurts too much to walk. Though, on the days when it hurts too much to walk, it usually also hurts to drive, so I'm not sure how well that would work, if I couldn't drive to anywhere.
I am sorry Hil
I should not have put anything about dating on FB. As I may not be dating anyone in the morning.
There was a huge massive miscommunication and set of assumptions going on (both sides) and I'm not sure what will happen.
I'm sorry, Hil.
I'm sorry, askye.
I'm sick. Probably a kidney infection. I'm on antibiotics, but I have a fever and feel awful. We're missing Stitch's first birthday party.
I hope you feel benter soon!!