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Help me, Internet!
I have a baby blue jay. An injured baby blue jay. I can't find its nest. It has some kind of injury on the leg and some kind on the neck, which looks like it's at a really weird angle, but it's a bird so what do I know?
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Invisible Disability/FML
So yesterday morning I woke up unable to string together a coherent sentence. I could see the words in my head, but could not get more than one or two a minute to come out my mouth. Action was equally difficult. For a while, I was seriously afraid that I'd had a stroke, but couldn't remember what people do when they have medical difficulty. I would ( Read more... ) -
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I took part in the social contact survey!
I took part in the Social contact survey, which said that if I were a pop song, then I would be a Our House (Madness)! Go here to find your contact type, and help with scientific research.
My network:
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My complaint was not about any person in particular not feeling social enough to hang out with me. It was about a general feeling of detachment and the thought that nobody thinks the way I do ( Read more... ) -
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I don't think most people realize how lonely I am. I spend a lot of time not saying what's on my mind, mainly because I have some trouble connecting with others. I don't know if it's my demeanor or my topics. It feels like nobody wants to talk about why the Morton Salt Girl stopped changing in 1968, or where a sphynx would fit into a community of ( Read more... ) -
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Bitchcakes.
My Mirena wobbled out of position and had to be removed. Now I've been cramping for almost a week solid. I go see the doctor tomorrow. -
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Note for Next Year's Christmas
Hey, Rosie! You want to make a Feast of the Seven Fishes for Christmas 2009! Come on, you know you do...
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Boom. Boomboom. Boomboomboom. BOOM!
Woke this morning to the sound of the transformer down the block blowing up. There was fire. We are loading the fridges with ice and spending the day at my mother's. Happy Franniversary!