I'm sorry, ita. I wish there was something we could do.
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm sorry ita.
Happy Birthday Deena.
I wish I didn't have honking huge calves...boots never fit me.
Oh man, ita. I'm sorry. I wish there were a solution.
And yet? I really don't like donuts all that much anymore, so I was picking them out thinking "Dear dawG, what am I doing? No one is going to eat these things."
I'm pretty sure students still like donuts.
Oh, ita, I'm sorry.
I'm pretty sure students still like donuts.
That was my plan. I just hope it holds.
Thanks, guys. The best I can hope for today is an early refill of my pain meds, but I can make that short jaunt to pick them up myself.
I just...fuck, I can't believe I'm taking a sick day now, at this point in the project. I feel so fucking unreliable. But I get no points for going in to work feeling like grade A shit every day. I just don't think I can do that whole drive this morning. It hurts down to my knees again. And I was just in the ER for ten hours on Sunday.
Happy birthday to Deena!
I ... still like donuts an awful lot. More than is good for me, in fact.
I'm so sorry, ita. Can you talk to your primary doctor again about attacking this from another angle?
I'm so sorry, ita.
Unemployment counselor is so backed up that I took #54 and was directed to come back 2-ish, with the hope that she'll get to that number before closing for the day at 4:30.
OTOH, with the legislation in place, I'll be good for another 30 weeks, which is amazingly reassuring at this point.
Oh, ita. I was hoping that there was no worse, at least.