Shit! I did just get asked about the ankle by a couple very persistent people, and I told them "I tripped over nothing." "Your own feet?" "Might as well have been." "That's bad, but not as bad as what he did!"

A guy in the team I used to be in went to Tanzania for an in-law wedding, and he'd put on a bindi (is that gender-neutral?) and to get all the gook off his forehead used some (clearly in hindsight) nuclear nail polish remover, and now he has a bindi shaped chemical burn right where a bindi goes--he'd have been better off just wearing the bindi for weeks.

I am not the biggest dumbass!

Another co-worker was asking about the Indian population in Tanzania. "Shipped over to work the mines." "Ah, I know how that is," I say. Other co-worker turns to me and says "Hello! Railroads!" and it was a weird bonding experience, and extremely depressing.

But history. At least for us. Makes me want to yank someone (as young as poss, but someone) out of servitude of any kind.

I love/hate The Modern World right now -- I just saw my friend's new baby on Facebook, and am now crying.

Aw, Jesse. I'm sorry.

I am not the biggest dumbass!

Your bones are just rebellious.

Oh, I mean happy crying -- it's just weird.

Ooof, it's 85° in my apartment.

I am really so spacey, still. My roommate had to remind me twice that today is Tuesday, which is WHY she was taking out the garbage for tomorrow morning's pickup.

Maybe it's a good thing that they don't let you drive yourself home after The Procedure.

I wish I remembered them actually working on me, because I like to know about these things, but I was o-u-t before anything was brought near the work site and then after all was cleared away. They could be just TELLING me that they did it, for all I know.

I get it, I think.

Summer can't be over soon enough for me, aurelia.

Through Facebook I have learned more about my sister than I've learned in 50 years.

my boss really got under my skin the last two days. I hate being treated like I am not doing a good job when I know I am and am taking on things weekly that I have never been trained on.

It just makes me want to go away, like just take off leave for a few days. I never would, but that is where my brain goes when I get frustrated like this, I want everything to go away.

Theo, I've had that experience. They gave me some twilight type med and I remember a nurse talking to me. In my mind the conversation was only 5 minutes long but then they were telling me it was over and I swore there was no way they could have done anything. Very strange feeling.

Rest and relax. Once the meds wear off, your body will remember soon enough.