woo

Wow. You do have to love that this is the woman entrusted with administering IV pain meds, though.

Did you know music can be addictive? In that it triggers some of the same pleasure centers as some drugs do (I can't remember the specifics).

I would love to see the studies on this if you can figure out where they came from, tommy.

The "where do people find music now" question is a really fascinating one to me, since so many of my friends' livelihoods depends on the answer.

The fraud stuff is so upsetting in general. Mine were really obvious stuff, like, say, porn on the business account. I'm pretty sure there isn't a budget line in my ministry account for porn. But seriously, people, six hundred bucks worth of porn is a lot of porn!

The knitpicks thing was really horrible, and they never did email me to say my account was in danger. The next thing I ever heard from them was an ad. Yeah, fuck you, knitpicks.

I got the money all back in the bank, but the first card was replaced within three days. The second card was wrongly manufactured on the 22nd, but they never told me, and they charged me for the fedex fee to get it to me faster. So I sat at home, missing a week's worth of work, waiting for something that wasn't even en route to me. I should have insisted on getting the tracking number right away.

So I still don't have it.

Anyway.

I can't believe your nurse "forgot," ita. Hope you're getting your care now.

(eta: Wow, that's a lot of woo. But yay meds.)

You do have to love that this is the woman entrusted with administering IV pain meds, though.

Seriously. I have no idea how her career choices intersect with her complete nutcasedness. Also, she really needs to stop using quantum physics as a metaphor for things. Unless high school physics was really really incomplete, there's not that much application for decisions to better your life wrapped up in that branch of science. But everything brings up quantum physics to her, which she's almost as into as stem cells. Which is her main hobby. I was wondering how stem cells could be a hobby, and apparently the answer is "by having a stem cell machine at home." Okay. Clears things up.

Not related at all--samoa cookie cupcakes: [link]

And, Jilli? An IO9er told me to tell you that you look beautiful (I figured it was okay to use that photo to show the RDJ cosplay since you'd made it a tumblr post--hope that wasn't an error in judgement--I'm sure you have more readers than that segment of io9, though).

Well, I'm glad you got your meds, even with such a bountiful helping of woo.

My energy just sputtered out. I went hiking with a friend this morning, did laundry, cooked lunch for the week, and I had planned to make a nice dinner. But after totally messing up the first step in the dinner recipe and breaking my bottle opener, I'm saying screw it and having bread, olive oil, and an apple. And wine--I had another opener.

I ADORE THAT BOOK! It got me into architecture!

Me TOO! And decoding. Seriously, I learned so much from this book. Dubloons!

I did NOT know there were two sequels. When I call tomorrow, I'll ask if the publisher intends to reprint them as well.

If this turns out to be a bum steer, I'm gonna be massively bummed.

anyway, before the year is out, people will be treated with light and sound (because we are all God and God created light and sound first, ergo quod erat demonstrandum flobotinum).

I am picturing her just making medicine a little more sonic. Probably because that way I can laugh it off. She could wear a fez.

When I call tomorrow, I'll ask if the publisher intends to reprint them as well.

The writer himself doesn't want them reprinted. He's been quite curmudgeonly about it.

The second book is titled The Mystery Of The Witch Who Wouldn't.

I haven't done much today aside from the laundry, but I'm trying to give myself props for writing. I'm trying to force myself into a better habit, and for the first time in years I'm finally writing my own stuff again.

Just overheard at work: "ok, put the phone down and pull up your pants"