Jesse is an internet ROCK STAR

We were under 7K on Thursday, I'm pretty sure.

-t, that's fucking massive. I love the idea that people I know (online or off) might be reading it and have no idea it was birthed in a Natter thread just over here.

Never berate yourself for decisions made before coffee

Most of my life consists of decisions made before coffee. In fact, I think I have made very few decisions within a reasonable time of drinking coffee--I only consume it on no decision instances.

The art class is worth it, but fuck. I'm not sure I could get from a disabled spot to my desk, I'm still so bad at crutches, and then I'd be stuck there for the whole day. Four hours of learning about composition I can do while wincing, but actual work? And civility? I'm not thinking so.

I do have 4 status reports to write today...first thing to do, then, is stop the throb.

Back from my CO trip.

If you like trains and mountains and scenery, a Parlor Car seat on [link] is worth the money.

The drive out on Hwy 50 through KS was somewhat scenic. The drive back on I-70 was not.

Oy, my weekend did NOT start off well.

Friday began with my sister looking and feeling sicker than a dog and me freaking out and emailing the surgeon's office. Then her 11 am med vac dressing change got shifted to 1 pm, which meant her meds were off and it hurt like hell for her. And then she spiked a fever of 101.9. Which meant the day went downhill from there. After dinner I took her in to the ER. Luckily the surgeon's office had already contacted the ER and gave them the head's up that we were coming in, so we got a room fairly quickly, but even "fairly quickly" meant she didn't see the surgeon until around midnight. At which point they decided to admit her for treatment of an infection plus surgery. EEP! Then later the doc came back and said "change of plans, we'll open, clean, and pack the wound here in the ER right now." Even with an IV push of morphine that hurt like hell as well. My poor sis.

I didn't get to bed until 3 am. But today has been better, for me at least. Pretty sure my sister is not thrilled with the new wound dressing and cleansing routine.

Most of my life consists of decisions made before coffee.

I think that means you don't get to berate yourself ever.

The logic is unassailable.

Nifty, dcp! I think I've heard good things of that train before, although, you know how it is, so many trains, so little time.

Eta: oh, no, Burrell! I'm glad she got treated relatively quickly, even though that's still a lot of no fun for anybody.

I'm glad today is better, Burrell! I hope it is better for your sister too--frustrated with new routine is objectively better than spiking a fever and delayed meds, but what the fuck isn't subjective about being sick? So I hope she feels better as soon as possible.

Which meant the day went downhill from there

I've never been sure how to use this--downhill implies fast and out of control, uphill implies difficult and unpleasant. Since either direction is bad, I feel weird about the lack of a clear opposite.

I think that means you don't get to berate yourself ever.

I tripped on the middle of my carpet and broke my ankle. I think self-beration is totally on the menu.

Shit, if I don't write those status reports soon, there will be immediate beration upcoming.

(I was unsure about the contents of a couple presentations and gave them half-finished to my boss--he was mad because of how much work he had to do, I thought, but when I apologised, he said he hadn't realised how hard the work I'd been doing was, and how long it took.)

Right. Status reports.

So I hope she feels better as soon as possible. So I hope she feels better as soon as possible.

Thanks. The problem with the new routine is it hurts like hell AND it needs to be done twice a day. Ugh.

The bottom line is: avoid surgical infections, my friends!

oh no Burrell!

healing 'ma to sis.

I'm curious about California's no cellphones while driving law. This [link] says I can't use my phone's GPS navigation if I touch the phone, I'm assuming. If it's just talking to me and I am looking over to where it is? Can I do exactly the same thing with a Garmin? Can I pick a playlist on my iPod if there's no phone attached?

I can still hold a paper map, though, right? Flip through a Thomas Guide? Read my static Google instructions? Off paper? From where I scribbled them down? Or printed them? Off my tablet? Which doesn't have a SIM card? On my iPod as a PDF?

Needless to say, perhaps. I both used my phone's navigation to get to the art class (I'm so bad at Pasadena!) and listened to "Welcome To Night Vale" off my iPod (one earbud in--I know that much).

Which is very interesting. I don't much like the weather, though. And it's hard to tell which things will come up in later episodes. I'm kind of scared the answer is "all of them". The narrative device is a bit hard to track.