You guys. You guys. You guys.
Shit has absolutely hit the fan at work, not relating to me. Some seriously bad stuff and I can't process it or really discuss it.
But I have learned when the credentialing agency revokes your credential, they post the reason from Ed code to why. And if you cross reference that with Megan's Law Lists you can learn some scary ass shit about people.
Holy shit, Kat! That is indeed serious business.
Kat: uh - wow. Sounds like that was some day at work.
Also: Premature Baby Hippo Fiona is ridiculously cute.
Yikes, Kat.
Also my head is killing me. Eat a dick migraine.
It seems wrong to me that migraine pain exists in the same universe as Fiona. She's such a little cutie, you'd think just looking at her would cure many ills. I'm sorry that it isn't so for you Gud.
Whoa, Kat. Serious shit.
Holy crap, Kat. That's horrifying.
So it looks like my little brother has testicular cancer. Hopefully they caught it early and he's going in for surgery this morning. The treatment success for this kind of cancer is very good if they get it before it metastasizes, so I'm pretty optimistic. But it's still scary.
OTOH, I will get to make Lance Armstrong jokes with him for the rest of his life. :D
Wow, Kat. So much crazy.
Best wishes for quick fix and recovery for your brother, Consuela. Always scary.
May there be Lance Armstrong jokes for decades to come.
Health~ma for your brother, Consuela. Does he bike? That would make the L. Armstrong jokes even better.
Armstrong~ma to your brother, Consuela.
Oy, Kat. I'm glad you've already got an exit plan underway I guess.