Matthew joked he was going to start a new conspiracy theory that Graham and McConnell were secretly in love or it was one sided on Graham's part and the distress of McConnell being left in this limbo caused a heart attack.

Also I saw someone on Facebook call McConnell Schrodinger's Senator.

That's amazing, Jess!

Yes, Graham is not the one I had my money on, but...

Matthew joked he was going to start a new conspiracy theory that Graham and McConnell were secretly in love or it was one sided on Graham's part and the distress of McConnell being left in this limbo caused a heart attack.

Doooooooo eeeeeeet

Jess, the turtle experience sounds magical!

I ended up having to go to the emergency department yesterday because my suture bandage came up when I was changing my upper bandage. Got it fixed up and was home within 90 minutes but still disconcerting.

Ugh, good that they got you in and out.

I'm at lunch on the last included meal stop of this tour, and wound up sharing a table with a Moroccan family who are all speaking French, and it is really fucking with my ability to think and respond in Spanish with the staff and tour guides! My poor tired brain doesn't know what language mode to engage so it's just stuck between gears making a terrible grinding noise.

My Spanish is halfway decent within the limits of Tourist Conversations but nowhere near actual fluency and it all goes out the window when I'm tired.

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Lisah I'm glad your EE trip was short.

I am at the ER . Scrappy bit me Friday night. I got on antibiotics yesterday. But today my hand was looking more swollen and the redness had spread. So I came to the ER. I've been seen. Im actually in a chair with a divider up between other chairs and this is the emergency "room".

They are waiting for my lab results but if they look ok they will give me my next dose of antibiotics. Draw around the redness and I'll follow up on Tuesday. Unless it gets worse.

Oh no, askye! I hope the antibiotics do their thing!

I just told someone that being too proud of their IQ score is like the long-form version of being proud about drawing the clock or naming the animals. Sometimes saying what really comes to mind feels great, especially with the added bonus of taking a swipe at ableism.(I hate that some on the blue team never get beyond "We're rubber and you're glue.") That said, I may not be as amused if I'm still taking heat a week from now. But I think it had to be said.ETA: I also feel like I need to make amends for my years as Little Miss Exceptional and bragging about mine, but I was a kid that mostly only my parents and me expected stuff from till somebody found it. Kind of like that singing frog in the cartoons, except it took a long time to realize that sometimes "ribbit," really is the smartest, kindest play. And, even a cursory glance at the history of testing can show they are designed to discriminate...no adults that are trying to be freedom fighters should use/need that as a flex. wow, askye...Rocky was a biter who took things out on my mom when he got mad. She used to soak wounds like that in epsom salts.(Grandma was big on frontier-type remedies.)