I’m so sorry for your loss, Matt.
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.
Thanks everyone. I know it's silly, but with two cancer deaths one after another and Mom's recurrence all happening close together it feels more like a vendetta than just statistics.
Congrats, amych! Are you planning to move, or is that just sort of in your back pocket in case TFG actually wins in '24?
For now it's 99% a back pocket option (and a good bit of if-I-win-the-lottery-I-don't-actually-play dreaming), but if/when the time came that we decided to move, it opens up, well, all of Europe. And it somehow feels right to close that loop.
Wow, amych! ETA: that seems like a big thing in several ways!
So very cool, amych!
That's very exciting, amych!
JZ and I had been looking at the possibility of a Greek passport, which you can get if you invest in enough property over there. Initially it was really low! (something like $50K) but now it's up to more like $200K. Still, we could have an Air BnB type property in Athens that JZ's relatives over there could run for a cut and we'd still have the EU passport. Still tempting.
Dangit, I need to order a turkey today! Running out of time. I feel completely ambushed by Thanksgiving this year.
I am tiiiiiiiired. In addition to the usual chaos of work, it is annual review discussion time, and annual budget planning time (which involves me reminding higher-ups that no, really, technical writing and localization aren't free). Any day where I have under 6hrs of meetings is a good one.
Timelies all!
Went to the dentist and had several cavities filled. Afterwards, I got myself a Frappuccino, forgetting the logistics of trying to drink through a straw when one’s mouth is numb. Silly me…
Checked one onerous task off my list. Did my skin check and am happy to report that all is clear and any new things are just me getting old. Which doesn't bother me so much as skin cancer would.
Next on the list is getting my foot looked at. The dog stepped on it, for the millionth time, but it was right on the joint where I had the bunion surgery a decade ago. It has hurt for a few days and I think needs an X-ray. Anyway, I called the original surgeon person and will see if her office can take a look. Then I need to do something about my hip lockups that doesn't involve needles, or knives, or drugs. These old bones. Sheesh.
Brendon's dad was Canadian and he has said for decades he needs to do something, but hasn't yet.