Forgot to bring my allergy meds home. I hope I put them on my desk at some point rather than leaving them in a conference room.
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Amtrak.com says the Zephyr stops in Helper, Provo and Salt Lake, Connie,
Provo is my town! When I plugged Provo into Amtrak's trip planner, they wanted me to schlep to Salt Lake to get the train. Stupid trip planner. But I think my credit rating would object if I put together another trip so soon. Though a short hop to Denver would only take three days tops, what with turn around times, and I bet it would be really cheap. Maybe my summer trip next year.
Well, that's no darn good! I hope you don't need them tonight.
It's this Abbey, -t. [link] Another fine entry by the New Belgium brewing company. I like quite a few of theirs, especially the Fat Tire and the Snapshot, although I haven't liked many of their seasonals.
The FBI has had my fingerprints since I covered a visit to campus by Patricia Nixon as a student newspaper reporter. When I was a newspaper reporter, the paper was getting me Secret Service credentials, and the city editor said to me, "Should I worry about you? They didn't ask how to spell your name."
the city editor said to me, "Should I worry about you? They didn't ask how to spell your name."
To which you smile faintly and say quietly, "It's classified."
That's awesome, Ginger.
I have a beer! And the day off tomorrow! Woot.
I'm not sure how long my fingerprints have been on file, anymore. I had it done to get my secret security clearance in the Navy, and then again every few years to keep it. Never did get my top secret, although I would have needed it for the unit I was transferring to when I got out.
Mmm, that sounds nice, Sail. Fat Tire sounds familiar.
It's not peak allergy season for me, I should be fine. And I've got some claritin lying around if I need it.
That's a great story, Ginger!
I run into weirdness like that with the trip planner, Connie - it's always trying to make me go to Sacramento to transfer when Martinez is one stop from me and in the direction I'm going and an easier transfer point. It's not a smart tool.
I'm having an anxiety attack. I wish knowing it could make it stop. I guess this means my experiment with going off the Topamax is a failure. Dammit. I wish my cats would stop yowling. I wish my BFF would call me. I wish I wasn't alone. I wish I could stop shaking and crying. There's nothing wrong except this. It's so stupid.
I'm so sorry, Zen.
It's not your fault. And shaking and crying, while not pleasant, are okay things to do.
I hope it passes soon.