The no-incest guy apologised to me this morning. Last night he called me hateful and told me to stop talking, and I replied by saying I'm discussing issues, not personalities, and I don't have to follow his orders, especially when he goes ad hominem to launch them. And then I asked him to talk up to the standard of the space.

He explained that he thought the word "squick" meant "kink" (er, my facts are still factual either way, dude), and now that he realises I'm on his side he then listed a number of personal details to explain why he's too emotional for reading comprehension.

Now there's a point where I can abandon a pointless conversation. He still never clicked the links.

Oh, and I'm firmly in extreme migraine phase, and migraine doc says "Well, you can't go to a UCLA hospital!"

So, yeah. An adventure of some sort awaits me. I HAVE TO BE "AT" WORK TOMORROW MORNING.

Maybe you could recommend Game of Thrones and Flowers in the Attic to him.

Ugh ita, that sucks.

An adventure of some sort awaits me.

I hope there's a magical pain relieving unicorn at the end. Seriously, best of luck.

Lots of medical~ma.

Any hospital recommendations? I assume no one will give me the appropriate dosage, but maybe they are less likely to string me along and then throw me out. I know where St. Johns is, so I was going to try that.

Good luck getting something remotely resembling the care you need, ita_!.

Ack, good luck, ita.

Health~ma, ita !