Whereas I've done way more flying lately than I have had sex, much less with more than one partner.
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I've generally said I wanted teleportation over flying, but I would take flying.
Timelies all!
Once again, typing around a cat.
Since I'm not even very cool with hugging, and I'm pretty actively monogamous, I'ma go with flying.
We just lost power for ten minutes. No wind, it's now snowing or sleeting right now, all is quiet. Okay then.
I feel like charging All the Things right now just in case it happens again.
Corneal abrasion indeed. I have numbing antibiotic drops and an order not to read, so I'll be scarce or one-eyed. Work is probably out tomorrow. Dr let me see the scrape (uv dye): basically a fucking halfmoon across the bottom of my iris. Jesus.
Brian took me to Patient First and then took me to a diner for breakfast ("Might as well enjoy the numb eyeball!") . He seems determined to feed me cause we practically got into a wrestling match over the bill, and this isn't the first time. I give up. I'll just buy him some wine, once I can drive again.
Naptime on the couch for the rest of the day, I guess.
Yikes, sarameg!! Glad you went in, and yay for good neighbors. Take it easy on that eyeball.
Wow, Joe Paterno's dead. It's like hearing an ancient tree has fallen.
(Yes, I know about the scandal, yes, I know it's awful, but I grew up in Pennsylvania, and Joe Paterno would have given God a run for His money in a poll of Most Significant Being)
Flying. There's less worry about social anxiety issues.
Wow, Joe Pa died.