From way back, Maria I'd be happy to talk to you!! About anything but also about working remotely. ;)
I just got home from my trip a couple minutes ago and a friend is trying to get me to come out to the bar, and meet some hot 22 year old. I was like "no, I draw the line at people young enough to be my biological child, and since I'm old I'm going to bed now". Clearly damn kids offa my lawn! Except I totally want to be out, I'm just sleepy and don't want to shower and find a cute outfit and do makeup etc etc.
Because it's better for a Puritan to suffer than to risk overindulgence in something that could maybe, perhaps, be considered sinful. Like comfort.
Oh, the irony of Puritans coming to the Americas with noble suffering, and Africans coming across not even noble savages any more, just suffering.
I'm calming--I slammed my door loudly after ascertaining just who was blasting the greatest hits of mullet rock (and no, he hadn't earned it) and they laughed and turned the volume down by half at least. THANK YOU FOR BEING LESS OF AN ASS THAN YOU'D INITIALLY PLANNED. But maybe the recorded music was better than your singing...
I'm going to sit here, in my Batman shirt, drinking out of my Wonder Woman glass (THIS AMAZON PRINCESS WILL BOW DOWN TO NO MAN--seriously) and regulate my breathing through drawing and meditating until sleeping seems an option.
And thank you guys for support. We're good where we extend influence. Sadly not to slacking pharmacies (if I hadn;t called, would they just not have done anything this week? Month? The mind boggles...)
Oh, ita. Those pharmacists would registering on the richter scale if they knew the magnitude of the mental energy of the collective Buffistae.
The fact that it also featured Rob Kazinsky looking like this was just a bonus.
I don't know from Rob Kazinsky, but now that I know that Max Martini is in it, I'm tempted. Mmmm, scruffy ginger goodness.
If you hear stuff popping in your ankle when you fall and you don't have ice packs because you don't do that shit any more and it's already swollen--do you check back in the morning?
Needless to say, there is pain, and I'm furious through the roof.
Hopefully this is way too late but I'd elevate them with a few pillows to sleep. Use gravity since the fucker clearly has no problem using me.
I don't know from Rob Kazinsky, but now that I know that Max Martini is in it, I'm tempted. Mmmm, scruffy ginger goodness.
Basically Burn Gorman and Ron Perlman are the only men in the movie that aren't drop dead gorgeous (and they're plenty compelling in other ways). But Kazinsky looks eerily like Party of Five-era Ben Browder, which means it took most of my willpower not to run up and lick the movie screen while he was on it.
I actually broke it. After an hour and a half of not sleeping, I said fuck it. It'll be refreshing going in for the other end of my body, and yes. I capped off a miserable day with a minor ankle bone break.
Apparently I'm to be on crutches for two weeks, but the procedure I had Thursday kinda contradicts that entirely. I haven't decided if leaving my bed is indicated. Let me go try it again now, after stocking the freezer appropriately.
Oh ita! If I ever said break a leg I take it back. That whole distracting pain on the other end thing may be good in theory, but ouch!!
I know it is easier said than done, but please make every effort to keep off of it and let it heal properly. I am so sorry this has been added to your already way too long list of stuff to deal with.
ita_! much bone-healing~ma to you. I wish we had hoverchairs for you.
