Congrats Tom on the win, and sorry about the loss of your favorite bar.

That^^. Also sara, sorry you're barfy. I had food poisoning a few weeks ago and one of my friends dropped off ginger ale and crackers and Pedialyte (making me feel loved, aww), and I found I prefer red Gatorade to Pedialyte, but other Gatorades are gross.

Kate Middleton's red jacket with the double line of shiny buttons and padded shoulders, that looks like she is physically prevented from slumping by a ramrod sewn into the very lining? That is the most British piece of women's wear ever constructed.

I inadvertently, in passing, in conversation, promised to run the local marathon next year. Considering I can barely do a mile in half an hour right now, and considering I'm lazy as shit, this may be overly optimistic.

Oh, man, flatness is an important component of my deciding where I'm gonna run. More power to you, Pix.

And you, Zen. Do you really feel committed to doing it?

Janelle Monae is just delightful, isn't she?

And you, Zen. Do you really feel committed to doing it?

I'm intrigued by the possibility. Like, I've never been athletic, even when I was young and thin. The idea that maybe I could try to do something like that feels daring and scary. I don't know.

Sara, I recommend Vitamin Water. Not as many electrolytes, but still good and WAY less sweet, which for me is key when I'm nauseated. Wish I still lived near(ish), I would have come up.

Ugh. Problem with nice weather--open my windows and voila, LOUD ASS NEIGHBOR CONSTANTLY. I don't know what it is but his voice is SO LOUD. Hell be talking to someone else in his apartment and all I hear is him and a faint mumble mumble from the other person. It bugs the crap out of me until I want to scream "OH MY GOD SHUT UP WHY ARE YOU SO LOUD?!?"

I doubt that would be a good plan though.

In that case, I support daring and scary. Take the opportunity to explore that option.

Boo on loud neighbors.

Hope this morning is less nauseating, sara

Hah -- just noticed that Tropical Cyclone Ita is predicted to hit Australia soon!

(Their incorrect capitalisation, not mine.)

Funny thing is, there was never much nausea. Just puking!

That seems to be done. But I've got to rehydrate. And I'm pretty wiped out still. Taking another day.

Good call, you need to recover.

A moon and a cyclone! Wow.

So, my local patch website ran a recipe for "pancake bars" which is basically pancake batter poured into a 9x13 (or whatever the standard size is (this it totally a thing I should know! But I do not)) and baked. Which, on the one hand, is totally weird because aren't pancakes like cakes you don't need an oven to cook, hence the name? But standing at the stove flipping a whole batch so I can eat one serving and freeze the rest is tiresome, so I don't have pancakes very often these days. I figured I'd try it with the recipe on the bag of Atkins Baking Stuff and mix in some pre-cooked Jimmy Dean sausage crumbles. Came out pretty good! Will make again. Had a couple hot out of the oven last night and a couple cold this morning, both versions satisfying

I'm glad the vomiting portion of your ick is done, sarameg.

Doubling the wow on a moon AND a cylone.

There has been much in the media about women asking for promotions and raises, I bet there are many online suggestions. Although, I think the ones on here have all been good.

Today, I am going to take my laptop to its to see if it can be saved. Wish me luck.