(Pats Dana's poor head, very gently)
I'm all up in the law now, but damn it feels good to get my violence on.
Gunn ,'Unleashed'
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Beverly - Aug 27, 2023 4:00:12 pm PDT #24508 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
JenP - Aug 27, 2023 4:10:13 pm PDT #24509 of 30000
May the ice cream do its duty, Dana.
sarameg - Aug 27, 2023 4:12:52 pm PDT #24510 of 30000
One of my Country Club* elders used a turn of phrase in our convo this morning that immediately brought this to mind. [link]
- (my public pool summer morning swim crew, not an actual cc)
Laura - Aug 27, 2023 4:18:49 pm PDT #24511 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Ice cream seems like the only reasonable option.
Dana - Aug 27, 2023 4:24:50 pm PDT #24512 of 30000
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Added in some zero sugar root beer (you know, for balance), got a decent float.
javachik - Aug 27, 2023 4:45:06 pm PDT #24513 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Oh, Dana. When you already have a horrible debilitating headache, the last thing you need is the giant pain in the ass of our medical system. I hope it’s gone away by the time you read this.
Sarameg, I’m surprised I haven’t heard that pretty song before.
Dana - Aug 27, 2023 4:47:20 pm PDT #24514 of 30000
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
It did fortunately make a big difference overnight. Today I have the fun flush on my face side effect, but I can work with that.
meara - Aug 27, 2023 5:31:11 pm PDT #24515 of 30000
Ugh Dana that sucks.
sarameg - Aug 27, 2023 6:18:01 pm PDT #24516 of 30000
Floats are good. Flushes, at least cope-able.
That song has held different resonances over the years since the ‘90s for me.
Holds up now, for many reasons here & elsewhere.
DavidS - Aug 27, 2023 8:13:32 pm PDT #24517 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
In my email this morning was an article by the NYT how a racist instagram account tore apart a California high school.
Imagine my surprise to find it was Emmett's old high school in Albany! And a mere three years after he graduated. A very fucked up situation.
We're in a weird space. JZ is ready to go. But her body isn't. It's slow and you just have to let things happen at their own pace. She's cognitively impaired, can barely talk, is frustrated and bored and angry. She's still recognizably herself in there but her body is shutting down. But it's taking its sweet time about it.
It's hard to watch her in that space. Trying to let her sleep as much as possible and hope her body starts to let go.