Peace to your family, Liese.
Okay, seriously now? I'm having Sean Bean infinite recursion/drive by zero error movie that doesn't exist keeping me awake. My brain keeps deciding there's a perfect premise for a movie, getting 99.9999999999999 to the infinite 9s proving it exists, and then hanging. THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE. MOVE PREMISES DON'T HANG. Jennifer Garner is in it too, BTW.
Oh, and that movie also stars that little guy that looks like Enrico Colantoni but isn't. It's like the IMDB version of Goedel's Incompleteness Theorem.
(And there's no way that makes sense in the morning....)
(actually, my recursion failure enhanced itself as the night went on with period costumes...please help)
At this point, I think you might need hallucinogenics to make your dreams more normal tormenting plot lines...
Market time! Hope the rain holds off a bit.
All good thoughts to you, Dave and his family, Liese.
I slept last night for 8 hours. Woke up at 4, but then I went to bed at 7. Still need to tweak taking new meds, but I'm keeping a log. Progress!
And Dan got paid today instead of the 15th, so I'm going to the Farmer's Market! WOO!
Good news Strix. I don't know what I'm up to yet today. Other than trying to find some GD real shoes because it is 40 degrees out and all I can find are flip flops or heels.
I need to pack, but at least that's just tossing All The Things back into the containers rather than agonizing over what to take and not letting clothes get wrinkled, et cetera.
My condolences to you and your family, Liese.
I'm sorry the perfect movie premise is troubling you, ita, but it sounds fascinating. I almost get what you're saying about hanging - like that spot in Escher's self portrait that he had to leave blank?
Timelies all!
My deepest sympathies, Liese.
Condolences to you and your family, Liese.
Fort McHenry is under attaaaaaack!
Well, pretend attack. Cannons are booming this morning. It's a little unnerving until you remember what is going on....