How random!
So I just heard a parody of that stupid rapey Thicke song about...puppies. Furred Lines. I approve. (Every time I hear it on the radio at the Y, I'm all oh, that's catchy-wait, UHG!)
Didn't need to wake up at 6:30. Did anyway.
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.
How random!
So I just heard a parody of that stupid rapey Thicke song about...puppies. Furred Lines. I approve. (Every time I hear it on the radio at the Y, I'm all oh, that's catchy-wait, UHG!)
Didn't need to wake up at 6:30. Did anyway.
What kind of event did the Wash. Redskins need makeup for? Most football-type makeup I can think of involves dark bars under the eyes, and the occasional number of a Bible verse.
Ugh, after about 20 minutes in my bedroom this morning Molly decided the clean jeans piled up on the unused side of my bed would work as a makeshift litterbox and peed all over them. Not the ideal way to be greeted first thing.
What kind of event did the Wash. Redskins need makeup for? Most football-type makeup I can think of involves dark bars under the eyes, and the occasional number of a Bible verse.
I had an even uglier thought, given the current situation with the redskins. But for neither of those would they need to bring in a pro.
Timelies all!
At Philcon, and this congestion is still kicking my ass. Time for hot tea...
I hate people. Major trigger warning for the comment section. [link]
Matt, oh my goodness. Do cats like denim or something?
had an even uglier thought, given the current situation with the redskins. But for neither of those would they need to bring in a pro.
Oooh damn girl.
Does this mean you are okay for at least a week?
It gets me to tomorrow's normal meds in a sane manner. I spent most of Thursday as immobile as I've ever been conscious, pausing only to take another half Ambien each time one wore off, because sleep was the only thing that didn't send my brain sloshing around the molten glass lining my skull. I think that, combined with the steroids, took me off the critical list, but any twitch sent me back again.
But UCLA hasn't seen me for a headache in 6 months or so, and it wasn't the normal ER, so those factors both helped them give me the right amount of meds, even if it was in two batches. They were kind, and they were gentle, and the earplugs issued in defence of the short-of-hearing conversations going on across the curtain were surprisingly effective.
I had a ticket for Thor 2 this morning, but I banged my head leaving the apartment. I have coffee at 1 with a friend of my sister that I've bailed on once so far. So I bailed on Asgard and the money instead, just to be sure. Lying down, hydrating, planning today's photo and today's drawing--through all this I have not dropped the ball on either, although a couple self portraits have been perfunctory web cam jobbies, not the painting with light that's my current goal.
planning today's photo and today's drawing--through all this I have not dropped the ball on either,
Holy guacamole, you are an amazing woman, ita. I am impressed that you can keep working on your art even with that kind of pain.
Speaking of art, I wrote a bunch today, but then had to quit so I could grade. Taking a big chunk of tomorrow off to see my friend's opera company perform.