It's not congestion, my illicit Sudafed doesn't touch it. But neither does Advil, Tylenol or aspirin. Just bends. And fussy joints.

Yup. (I didn't say the drugs were working. Although all I've tried is the good Sudafed and ibuprofen. Maybe I should throw Tylenol at it, too.)

I'm tired of being a human barometer.

When you figure out how to not be one, tell me. Are we sure trepanation isn't a viable remedy? I'm about ready to try it.

Well, if the theory is right and the problem is expanding fluid in the joints, then we need something to make the fluid shrink. Caffeine? Benadryl? Maybe?

I read every single post, and now I have nothing to say. Oh!! Congrats to Plei and Jessica. Ummm. There was more. Hi, Natter. Good night, Natter.

Actually, my migraine meds have caffeine in them, and they tend to work better when I take benadryl with them. So you are a SOOPER GENIUS!

Well, yes, but that doesn't always mean I'm right...

Good night, smonster. Sleep well.

Lee, the non-flossing end is tapered to a point. I've used them in place of toothpicks, because I don't end up with a mouthful of wood.

When I see one randomly on the ground, I figure the pointy end engineered a prison break from a plastic trash bag and brought the floss end with it.

I love my job. I love my job. I love my job. I love my job. I love my job. I love my job.

One of the fellas who lives at the house I worked at today was given some blue clay/putty/stuff to squeeze to work out stress. He has put it to good use. And he has been stressed by the news of a favorite race car driver retiring. So he used it a lot today. It got all over. It got all over his hands. It got all over his face. It got in his hair. It got all over his clothing. It got all over his blanket. And then he tried to wash it off. So it got slicker than snot and spread all over the bathroom. And he changed his clothes, so it got all over his pajamas. And when I first discovered the mess in the bathroom, he did not want to deal with me so when I asked if I could help him get himself and his room cleaned up, he shut his door rather than let me in. Ah well. I waited until I heard him in the bathroom again, then went and handed him some dry paper towels to try. Since that helped, he was willing to let me help him with his bed. I didn't get a chance to start the laundry before I left.

Oh dear heavens, you gotta laugh about the blue eyebrows because otherwise you cry.

I love my job. I love my job. I love my job. I love my job. I love my job......

He needs a nose ring to go with his new punk look.

If this was February it'd be March.

Heh.

Tommyrot, since you mentioned being more social, keep an eye on the F2F thread. I'm hoping we can wrangle a gathering sometime in the next month.

And now I feel a need to go use my waterpik.

Somebody talk me down from applying for an Amazon store credit card just so I can get the $40 gift card. Help. I want want want to buy a bunch of George Winston CDs and if I apply for the card, I'll only have to pay $6 for them. I tried my trick to thwart impulse buying of adding everything I feel like to my cart then later going back and ruthlessly cutting unnecessary items. But it didn't work. I want them all!

Ok, I'm gonna get my tax refund in a couple weeks. George Winston's music will still be there then, right?