Natter 78: I might need to watch some Buffy for inspiration
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.
I took Mom out to my favorite Japanese place last night and had a nice dinner. She even tried sushi and didn't hate it!
I didn't last until midnight, but the fireworks woke me up (I thought it was someone knocking on my kitchen door until I woke fully). I mostly kept the cats from being terrified, but Jackson hid under the couch for the last bit.
Speedy recovery vibes Brenda, and more importantly no lasting aftereffects!
Oh Brenda, I'm sorry--that does suck. Feel better soon!
Happy New Year, everybody!! In a purely giddy traditional way.
Yesterday's therapy session was good. We had the veggie-barley-beef soup for supper that DH had made day before yesterday and put to mellow in the fridge. It was yum! Apple pie and ice cream for dessert, and tv after. DH has completed the trifecta of pioneering gay movies: Priscilla, To Wong Foo, and last night, The Birdcage. As thanks for sitting through something he normally would pass on for me, I watched bad Netflix comedy with him. I was tired, so instead of my usual 3 to 4AM bedtime, we both went to bed at 10:30 and I missed any neighborhood fireworks there might have been. Slept till 10AM, and enjoyed every minute. Not a bad NYE.
I woke up in 2025 to find out that my friend Josh had died yesterday.
I knew it was imminent so it wasn't a shock, but still very sad.
I talked to his wife. His daughter is Matilda's age.
He's my close college friend who was such a big help to JZ and me when she was diagnosed. He was already 3 years into his cancer treatment, and it was through him that we got into he Clinical Trial at Cedars Sinai.
I don't know whether to think of it as him exiting early before the bullshit of 2025 arrived, or if he was trying to encapsulate all the suckiness to 2024.
Registration open for the Crossword tournament in April in Stamford.
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I don't know whether to think of it as him exiting early before the bullshit of 2025 arrived, or if he was trying to encapsulate all the suckiness to 2024.
Both, maybe?
Lovely morning to wake up to for those of us from New Orleans. No one I know was hurt, because no one I know would have been on Bourbon St. at 3:30AM, but jesus christ. I can't wait until Republicans start saying stupid shit.
Thank you for the reminder, Brenda! And may you have a speedy and uneventful recovery. That really stinks.
So, I'm thinking I will sign up for the tournament starting Saturday morning. Not to say I won't be there Friday, but I feel like Saturday and Sunday are good for me for official game time -- what are others thinking? I mean, I know not everyone is signing up for the actual tournament, but for those who are...
I didn't sleep well, so a short nap at 11 seemed like a good idea. Three hours later I woke up, realized I'd slept through phone calls, because I'd made vague plans to go over to a friend's. They ended up coming over to my place, I did a partial White Tornado run around the living room and kitchen.
This is a good way to start off a new year, anyway. Here's hoping the rest of 2025 will continue this trend for me and my friends here and IRL.
Happy new year, all!! I am so glad I took off today and tomorrow -- I am barely feeling recovered from my fall and holidays, yikes.