I was wondering the same thing, msbelle, but I'm trying not to dwell on it.

Ugh, my sutures are, I presume, dissolving like they are supposed to but not all at once so I have strands of suture suddenly floating loose in my mouth at random intervals. Gross.

Since I'm into links, there is a listing of law enforcement officers who have died in the line of duty. Some of the deaths are gunfire or vehicle pursuit, but many are health-related or accidents. Based on a casual review, it doesn't look to me like the mean streets are THAT mean. I'm not really seeing what's so scary that so many seem to feel the need to shoot first and ask questions later.

Ugh, my sutures are, I presume, dissolving like they are supposed to but not all at once so I have strands of suture suddenly floating loose in my mouth at random intervals. Gross.

I remember that experience! It is super gross.

I understand that a routine traffic stop can turn deadly, and that must be pretty scary, but shooting people who are not threatening you is not going to make ANYONE safer.

About all useful I got done today is buying a ladder (woke up too late to make a meeting) and then I'll swim. Thought I'd at least make some appointments, but honestly too groggy and out of sorts to use those spoons.

All nighters are definitely things I can't really pull off anymore. Plus, I think I might've been allergic to something in friends' house; I'm so sniffly today. Hopefully not a kid plague.

I just told my boss, "It's great that you have so much confidence in me, but I don't actually know things until someone tells me. I can't absorb information by osmosis." She laughed.

See, there's this meeting every Wednesday with "Janet from DC". I spoke with Janet once, four months ago. Since then, every Tuesday I get Janet's meeting agenda. I check it, it doesn't apply to me, and I delete it. There are never any of my publications on it, there's no conference-call information for telecommuters, and no one ever mentions it to me, so I've been ignoring it. Today my boss asked me if I had asked Janet about [problem] in the meeting. I said, "huh? I'm not in those meetings." So, yeah, apparently I'm supposed to be in those meetings, and I'm just supposed to magically know to contact Kevin to set me up with the Webex info. (why Kevin? why would I know that? no idea)

And the higher-ups wonder what we're talking about when we say communication is bad around here.

Classic.

That list is kind of amazing, bennett. It sure looks like the rate of death from incidents relating to being a cop is low enough to just match the rate from illness and accident.

...and then I reach the bottom, and there's like 8 K9 officers in a row who died of heat exhaustion since the end of May. WTF?!

So my cat is not traumatized from her day in the bathroom, and I have some new windows! But not all new windows, and apparently there's still some work to be done on my front windows, so I guess I shouldn't put the furniture back, curtains up, etc. They look really nice, though!