'Beneath You'
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.
Thanks, Kat. Let me think through my fridge. I was planning to shop today, but I hadn't planned what to shop for yet.
Thanks, all of you guys. Yesterday was pretty ridiculous, and then it was ridiculouser. I honestly didn't expect to be able to do all that just standing up to walk across the room, but my experience shows that's more dangerous to me than the martial arts ever were.
Oh, ita, man. That's just not fair.
Oh, ita ! I wish there were a painfree giant hamster ball.
I'm sorry ita
ita !, you are due a f@*#ton of good karma to balance out the awful that you've been living with.
Ditched work early today. Again. No volunteers showed, as expected. Cramping too hard to be of valuable use.
Now I'm home and watching my cat vomit on the floor. Yay!
good grief ita.
I can share my people with you, ita. Jane is staying with me this weekend to fetch my food, meds, and ice packs so I'm off my feet, and Allyson is coming over this afternoon to cover for Jane while she's at a class. I can totally do a few hours on my own instead so Allyson can help you out.
good grief ita
I think that about sums it up, yeah.
On the upside, the pharmacy got the subscription, and they'll be delivering meds. So that's no longer a concern.
For the first time yesterday, I think, I had someone debate my name. I was being pissy and just saying it without spelling "i-t-a, ita, i-t-a" is how I do it for companies. But I just said "ita" this time. She asked me to spell it, so I did, and then she went "Mmm?" I'm all "What?" "What else?" "There isn't anything else. That's the whole name." "Oh."
Unrelatedly, I caught someone looking at me and laughing the other day--I was about to cloak myself in affront, but then I realised as long as I carry a Greendale Community College bag, I will never know.
Oh ita. Good grief, indeed.
I can totally do a few hours on my own instead so Allyson can help you out.
Oh, my god. I can't believe you're bedridden and still helping me out. No, you're Polgara. I can and do believe. And thanks for the offer--let me work out what is most convenient. And why my phone is on the other side of the room. (er, thanks also to Allyson, unless she's being coerced into this by blackmail of any sort, in which case--shame on you, Polgara)
I think all I need is a grocery run. Laundry can hold until I can walk properly again. I just need food I don't have to stand and cook, methinks.