My company sent out a semi-glossy, full-color, multi-page booklet talking about everything the corporation does for social responsibility.

Fortunately, printing is a lot cheaper than it used to be.

Seriously, -t? After an hour I would be all up in their biz every few minutes until they did it. That's ridiculous.

Sad about the stuff I'm hearing about baltimore. Sad for the things that made it happen. Ugh.

But in happy news, had dinner with Erin!

Anyone want to call me early tomorrow morning to make sure my ass is up in Central time, when I know I'll want to be hitting snooze until it's way too late? I hate traveling out of my time zone. :(

How early? I'm in the Mountain time zone.

Probably I just don't understand how the system works. I finally stood in line again at the check-in counter to ask how much longer the wait would be and they told me it was ready, so maybe if I had done that earlier I could have been done much sooner? But all the lines were always long so I didn't want to stand in line just to be told I needed to wait to be called, it'll be another hour, y'know? And I kept hearing other names getting called for some reason or other, and names appeared on the screen that I *thought* meant "your prescription is ready", just not ever mine.

But have drugs and am home and came up with something to eat for dinner.

We heard from the co-worker who is in Nepal. She and her family are fine. They were far enough away from the epicenter of the quake not to be in any jeopardy, but they said they felt it.

Glad to hear that, Anne.

Oh that's so good Anne!!

Connie (or anyone else), 615-630 central? Which will feel like 4am to me, but needs to happen. If you or anyone else is feeling inspired/evil/peppy, feel free to text or call (number redacted as I am awake! Ish. )and remind me I should be awake. ;)

Oh, gosh, that's 5:15 for me, I will hopefully be asleep. Perhaps someone to the east of you will oblige.

I should know better than to read comments on the articles about Baltimore. (I never really lived there to think of it as "my city," but I spent a decent amount of time there while I was living in DC -- one summer working at Johns Hopkins, a couple times I went there to see a baseball game or a concert or something, and then one semester where a friend and I went up about once a week for trapeze lessons, before my physical therapist told me to stop.)

Man. We got home tonight from Vermont -- our flight was on time and an easy flight. We got back to the house about 8 p.m. Within an hour, the old kitty started sneezing blood again like she did months ago -- LOTS of blood. And then she started throwing up blood.

I'm exhausted like you would not believe, and I have a LOT of work to do tomorrow. Tim took tomorrow off. So he packed the kitty up in the carrier and took her off to the 24-hour emergency vet. Throwing up blood isn't a great sign.

I told him that if something is really bad and the best choice is to put her to sleep, he didn't need to call me to let me know; just do it. And I feel really badly that I'm not there with him. Before they left I thanked the kitty for being a good kitty, and for waiting until we got back (both for waiting to start the Dexter routine, because that would have been ridiculous for the petsitter to deal with, AND waiting for me to say goodbye to her, if that's what this is).

So I unpacked and now I'm watching CA:TWS for something comforting until I fall asleep.