Yeah. Thanks for that.

Holy shit, -t. I agree with sarameg. Go run. Not running sure isn't going to fix anything.

ccording to witnesses she deliberately ran the guy down

Holy crap, -t. That's extreme.

I hope running takes your mind off it for a bit (go your dad! I'll be there in...uh..six weeks or so?? EEEK!)

I'm sorry for your loss, Sarameg. But that was a great locker room story.

-t, that's awful. I can't imagine what one would do in that situation. I hope the run can take your mind off things for a bit.

Sorry the Best Healthcare in the World(TM) is letting you down, Dana. I hope they'll be able to do something before you leave town.

I'm on my last day of antibiotics and feeling much better. Today I'm going to do All the Things. Or at least as many of the things as I can manage before my energy gives out. Tipping the contents of the fridge into a dumpster are top of the list. Such a waste.

Like, lady, so many things wrong with that. It's not a dirty word. I can still hear you because you're sitting right next to me. And the bit where you looked at me did not help your attempt at subtlety.

Ugh, Dana. I'd have recommended interjecting, "No, she lost because the pageant director was a [look at woman and mouth words] *stupid bitch*." I hope the waitress put their order in as traditional Thai-level spiciness.

Funny story: last night we were playing poker at my friend's private cigar club (she's a baller). And at the end of the evening one girl said something about how she had only drunk bourbon (forget what it was in response to re: beer). And I said I had only drunk kombucha. And she looked at me and asked all seriousness "are you pregnant?" i laughed and laughed (and explained it was due to running in the morning, and my pathetic inability to not be hungover)

-t, that's awful. I can't imagine what one would do in that situation. I hope the run can take your mind off things for a bit.-t, that's awful. I can't imagine what one would do in that situation. I hope the run can take your mind off things for a bit.

So much this!

meara's preggers, pass it on

Ugh, Dana. I'd have recommended interjecting, "No, she lost because the pageant director was a [look at woman and mouth words] *stupid bitch*."

That would be sweet.

So son's GF and I did a 5K this morning. She had never done one but she had the job of driving me down there at 6 this morning so she registered last night so she wouldn't have to hang out in a parking lot for a couple hours. Note to self: Fort Lauderdale at the end of April is Hot, even at 7:30 AM.

eta: then we stopped at the restaurant where my son works and got fed. Now she will nap and I am driving to the other side of Florida in DH's truck to pick up furniture with other son and celebrate my sister's birthday. DH has basketball all weekend so he can't go. I will sleep well tonight.

Awesome work, distance-goers!

Timelies all!

Listening to an interview with Charlaine Harris.(She is being honored with the Lifetime Achievement Award)

I did not run this morning. For one thing, it's really warm! And for another, I had 1 unit too many of alcohol last night and woke up with a nasty headache at 4 am. So bah. But YAY for -t and meara and all other exercisers.

sarameg, that's a fab story. Rock on, you.

I dunno about this AAA car-buying thing. I went through the process and now I'm getting random phone calls from dealers and none of the prices they're emailing me are the one AAA said I could get. How is this supposed to work again?

In other news, after Dad died I discovered he'd left a safe deposit box in Florida, and after talking with Bank of American multiple times, during which I got a different story every single time, I am told that I have to file court papers to even have the SDB inventoried, much less sent to me. I have no idea what's in it, if anything. And it's going to cost me hours of time and $230 to find out. So pissed off. In any other state I could just have them ship the contents to me, but Florida requires a court order. ARGH.