Zoe ,'Heart Of Gold'
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.
Look at all the SPN stuff in ita's cube! I feel like a proud mama.
Which means I'm now on antibiotics and an inhaler for secondary bacterial pneumonia. Hooray for breathing! Ventolin FTW!
Yikes! Although I guess Mayo Clinic wasn't all wrong, then, which is ... weirdly comforting. For me, anyway, since that's my go-to site.
Liese, I have so been there. But I have no guidance.
Yeah, that's on my list, smonster. I saw that it was the most recent standard work on Romany culture.
It made the rounds in Peace Corps Moldova. I think 2/3 of us read it. That and "Playing Moldovans in Tennis," which is HILARIOUS.
I actually said 'whoa' at the sight of ita !'s desk.
Jessica, that bites. I hope you feel better soon.
Although I guess Mayo Clinic wasn't all wrong, then, which is ... weirdly comforting.
True that. At least it's a walking pneumonia. It sounds a lot worse than it is! Or maybe I just think that because I no longer feel like I got run over by a truck full of heavy rocks, which is how I spent all weekend.
Tom, that is the best thing ever.
My son is a PITA. refused soccer practice (I had not even mention the new grade thing). WOn't do anything, stormed out of the house, continually trying to pick a fight with me, AND THEN PEED HIS PANTS IN TEH MIDDLE OF THE KITCHEN. OMG WTF IS HE 3?!?!?!?!?!?
Drugs might be a complete understatement to what I want and/or need. A fucking deserted island sounds nice.
But is there the boogie woogie flu?
Good whoa, or omg those guys are grumpy whoa, smonster? I did get that latter jibe from an inquisitive colleague.
Oh, msbelle. Yikes. Is he still seeing his therapist? Maybe he needs his meds adjusted due to ... growth spurt or something else?
Or maybe I just think that because I no longer feel like I got run over by a truck full of heavy rocks, which is how I spent all weekend.
That's how I spent the weekend. Hmm. I'm off to the doctor tomorrow, to discuss bloodwork results, but I'm definitely going to have her address the ridiculous sinus crap that will. not. go. away.
The person who normally files new pages into our looseleaf books is out for a couple of weeks to have surgery, so he hired someone to come in while he was out.
She showed up at about 4:55 today, and seemed honestly surprised and kind of hostile when I told her she had to leave when I did, and that I was leaving on time at 5:30.
MAC! Stop that!
Rage, msbelle, rage. Let it all out, all over the keyboard.