I think it's sort of driving home the fact that I should be preparing to take care of her if need be, and I don't even know how I'm taking care of myself long term right now.

U is the name of your boss right, not the company? Initial only in case you need to delete.

Yeah, F that. If you do work from home until there's a resolution, then all anyone who asks needs to know is "I'm working from home for a while." Full stop.

Just in case anyone is unclear on this point, clonopin is the best thing in the world.

U is the name of your boss right, not the company? Initial only in case you need to delete.

Right. Umbridge is how I've taken to referring to my boss. Now ex-boss!

Just in case anyone is unclear on this point, clonopin is the best thing in the world.

I vote Ativan. Of which I am full right now.

Good grief I am so glad you don't have to deal with her anymore, Jilli. I guess it would have been too good to be true for her to be carried off by a centaur.

NO NEEDLES IN LADYPARTS OH GOD. You win all the alcohol.

Suzi, that is such a shame. I was cut from JV soccer as a junior (having a decade of experience and having started every game as a sophomore) while a sophomore who tried out in softball cleats (never having played soccer) made the team. I was fucking bitter and upset; so I get the kid's pain, but the parents ought have a longer view. Ought.

Googling seems to confirm that Swinton was one of many Hollywood people who signed a petition in support of Polanski.

That list is so long and so fucking depressing. Natalie Portman, former child actor, I'm looking at you.

I feel relieved and FAR less stressed.

That is excellent news. Suck it, Umbridge.

Hi, I'm an eldergoth. I do petty social politics REALLY WELL.

Mess with a vampire, get the fangs (to paraphrase a certain Principal Dick).

Re: fb discussion - either NC is being willfully obtuse, or he's a total idiot. Both possibilities are sad-making.

Just in case anyone is unclear on this point, clonopin is the best thing in the world.

I vote Ativan. Of which I am full right now.

I'm rocking a fading buzz from my two ciders, and contemplating Xanax to ensure an excellent's night sleep which I very much need.

I think it's sort of driving home the fact that I should be preparing to take care of her if need be, and I don't even know how I'm taking care of myself long term right now.

I have a feeling that the answer to "how old is your mom" is going to depress me.

Yay for Umbridge becoming an ex. Yay for mind-altering drugs.

I apparently have rats again. I can't express how depressing this is. In the middle of the night, Mr Peabody started barking and alerting the way he does when he's found an rodent. Usually he does this outside, but in this case, he was barking at the kitchen cabinets. I started pulling stuff out the cabinet and discovered evidence of rodents. Also, I found myself pondering existential questions like "why do I have three cookie presses?" and "will I ever make a wedding cake again or should I get rid of all these cake pans?" at 3 a.m. In addition, my bathroom sink was full of little black ants and fruit flies have moved into my kitchen on a permanent basis. I'm thinking about an exorcism.

I vote Ativan. Of which I am full right now.

I actually prefer Ativan... but since I only have Clonopin that's what I took... thereby rendering it the best thing in the world.

Glad the interview went well Steph, and that you have booze to smoothe over the rest of the afternoon.

And Jilli, yay for moving on! No one should have to work for Umbridge.