Oh, Maria, that sucks. I am so sorry.

Impossible = still impossible.

I am teetering on the verge of rage. Grace had an appointment, made 3 months ago, for a test tomorrow at Children's (BANE of my existence). It's the second in a series of endo tests to see if she should be getting growth hormone. There was no call from the nurse with instructions, but I figured she'd have to fast before. I just couldn't remember if it was also a water fast. So, I called endo at 3:30 to figure it out.

At 5:00 PM they call back to reschedule because their nurse has had an emergency and won't be in the next day. WHAT? You only have one nurse that can do this test? So pissed. This was after the endo himself called to reschedule an appointment because he was waiting for the results from this test.

Dana, I'm so sorry it took 3 damned hours to get home.

Kat, that's absolutely ridiculous.

I am grateful he's being up front with me about things, but it doesn't help with my tendency to freak out.

That seems weird, Kat, but I kinda believe there might just be the one nurse who can do the thing. I don't know, it just seems plausible at the moment. Shouldn't be, but is.

Every time I'd accidentally hit First it would hurt but I'd also think "I'll miss that" and now I do.

But. Glass of wine number two with sunset and mockingbird and I can already see Venus and Jupiter. Pretty okay to be me right now, all things considered.

A million things are expiring from Netflix Instant tomorrow. Earlier I watched Bowling For Columbine while crying, like you do. Now I'm watching The Manchurian Candidate.

Maybe not the best choices for a double feature.

I dunno, my 25th birthday triple feature was Three Kings, Welcome to Sarejevo and Year of Living Dangerously.

And goddamn, 15 years ago.

Maybe not the best choices for a double feature.

Surely there must be something cheerier.

Such is the tyranny of Netflix.

Oh dear. I forgot that 4th of July means that for days and days I will be startled awake in the middle of the night by loud explosions. Last night I woke up thinking people were shooting or some shit, until I saw flashes of red in the window. Just heard some more, too. BOO.

Also, I just spent like, two hours watching Buzzfeed videos of people of various nationalities trying the snack foods and desserts of other nationalities. So addictive.

Fanfic question, Harry Potter edition: a parent would like a site/resource that will allow her 11 year old to read the HP fanfic she is obsessed with, without straying into (much) adult content. Are there HP fanfic that's for children sites? (This is not me and my 11 y o. Also, I know some of you were writing porn at 13, but either this 11 y o is not there yet or she's hiding it well from her mother.) (Actually remind me to tell you about mr. flea's coworker's 13 y o son who wrote RPF porn about people at his school and posted it in a public internet forum where it was found by people at his school.)

OMG, it is pouring like crazy, and for some reason I thought I didn't need to wear a raincoat? So my shirt is wet, in addition to my feet and legs. Good times.