I still can't keep food down (sorry, gluten-free toast; you tried), so I'm suspecting maybe I have a bug that just coincided with the avalanche of work and gigantic ensuing panic attack (although I suppose I could have gotten so upset I made myself sick, but that's never ever happened before in my long history of losing my shit on an epic scale). I've got all the work finished and turned in that I can get done today, so I'm going to see if I can nap until Tim comes home (despite saying earlier than I didn't have time to nap). Meh.

I'm sorry you are having such a pile-on of a day, Steph. Glad you are taking a nap.

I have seriously nice students.

Yes you do! That's a pretty impressive display of care and support.

She asked him how long he had been a vegetarian, and he said he wasn't, but he was a VAGetarian. Yeah, his user name was actually ILoveToFU.

That is hilariously awful. At least he was kind enough to make it clear from the get-go that he was a non-starter.

Sophia, for what it's worth, I was rude to a barista at Starbucks the other day ... was on the verge of throwing the coffee (iced, not hot) at her.

It's been a bad, and very busy week, so having to wait while my iced coffee sat next to the machine while she fixe three fancy/complicated drinks before handing it over and then, when all I wanted was some milk (the insulated jug was empty ... and all they have to do is pull it out of the refrigerator), watch her take coffee from someone who wanted more milk in it, pour her coffee into a larger cup, then heat up some milk and pour it into the larger cup ... I still get angry about it.

Todd- it does help.

I get frustrated with myself that in all my now 41 years, I haven't been able to master the reaction where I am nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, and then I am unbearably rude and can't help myself or I burst into tears. I have gotten a lot better, and do it so much less often (maybe 1 or 2 times a year), but it makes me feel like a monster.

I wish I could have some middle ground where I was mildly angry, and able to be firm yet calm. I also think I am PMSing, because I almost yelled at several men on the bus yesterday. It was so crowded, and I am not small. I was in a seat with an older man spreading his legs so he could put his huge backback between them, and do a crossword puzzle on his lap. The young man behind me was leaning on the back of my seat in a weird, too close to my head way, and there was a man in the aisle with a backpack AND some sort of other pack/ukelele/canteen, and he kept hitting me in the back of the head with the backpack and my face with the other thing. But I am somehow incapable of just saying "Excuse me, your backback is hitting me". I know if I open my mouth in that situation it will not come out nicely, so I don't open my mouth.

Steph, I usually realize that I'm really sick when I completely fail to handle stress and flip out like a mammal. When I get out-of-control anxious and upset and it is THE END OF DAYS, I've learned that it's my body's way if signalling check yourself before you wreck yourself.

In conclusion: nap like the wind.

Sophia, that's when I gently re-position the other person (hand on their back or whatever) and just say EXCUSE ME.

Kat, your students are kind.

it does sound like a bug,steph.

when I have lost it and really it wasn't deserved, I've gone back and apologized for my behavior.

And I whined about work when I worked part time ... So really too many hours is ok

This has been a lunch time catch up

Steph. take care of your brain first.

I sent a long email to my doctor explaining what he should know, and also sent a copy to the department coordinator. Nothing in his reply suggested action (current plan is to skip the next dose, and pick up on the 12th, where we both know the meds are unlikely to work.) So I sent him an email, cc-ing the office admin, asking if pain relief was in my hands until the12th.

This might be what drives me to get a marijuana card. They are legal, right? They are medical treatment, indicated for migraines. I could be buying oxy on the black market and snorting it, or I could be cutting myself, but instead, if I don't hear by him today, tomorrow I go get a card, and do what I can to keep myself on schedule to pick up on the 12th.

Look at this amazing CGI-work: [link] The webbing on the lower eyelid is mesmerising. I want to see the mouth move more, but maybe he's not put all the effort in there yet.

My sister cancelled her visit to Florida to stay home and take care of my parents. Father's still down for the count with chicken'sgonnagityou, and my mother's mobility and walking pain are through the roof.

We got one for my mom with no trouble, ita_!, and San Diego's supposed to be a bigger pain about it than LA. So I'd say with the amount of pain you are/will be in and the NON-comensurate amount of help you're getting from the Dr, it may well be time to go for the "non-traditional" path.

Mine took a 20-minute visit to a weed doctor and $75.00. You can find weed doctors on yelp.