Years ago, I was coming off a period of extended sleep loss, and was alarmed that I was suddenly having wild dreams every single night - way more than usual. After some uneasy Googling, I learned something interesting -- that one of the things the body does, if you are having a period of sleep loss, is that it will try to put you into a REM state ( Read more... )

So apparently I am incapable of recuperating or relaxing at home without finding homemaking tasks.

I've decided to cloister myself this weekend (getting up and down the stairs in the RoboBoot is still a pain in the absolute ass, and was thinking it would be a good time to catch up on email and reading and maybe even writing. But instead, I was ( Read more... )

The sinks in the ladies' room in MegaCorp have those annoying electric eye sensors that controls when they turn off and on. Except they don't really work unless you're practically pressing them - so washing my hands has always been a one-handed operation, because the other hand has to be hovering a centimeter in front of the base of the faucet ( Read more... )

I am seriously considering getting a Sharpie and writing the line "You don't know how beautiful you are" on the inside of my walking boot where only I can see it; it's a line from this song, which I've been singing to myself as I boot up.

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(Or maybe I'll paste in a screencap of one of one of those brief glimpses of Shirtless Bono towards the end

I think I may have found an untapped audience -- fashion blogs for the temporarily injured.

I'm in this weird mid-zone when it comes to ability and access -- I can dress myself, and I can wear my normal clothes fine (the leg of my dress pants fit over my boot). The only problem comes in when I want to change out of my dress pants -- because I can ( Read more... )

And thus begins my six-week vacation in The Ahab Zone ( Read more... )

So apparently I've been walking around on a broken toe for the past 72 hours.

Technically it's like the knuckle of the toe -- it's a Jones Fracture, which pretty much means "a fracture in the end of your pinky toe that fits into the socket in your foot ( Read more... )

For the record, I was fairly sober, even.

Relatively low-key plan -- I just went to the Magic Bar and hung out. They had a DJ for the night, who was mostly playing funk and 80's stuff -- and people were actually dancing. At some point I joined a kick line that formed during the "Too-Rye-ay" chorus of Come On Eileen -- and just as it was getting ( Read more... )

(We have both each come in from our different New Year's Eve celebrations, and I am exhausted, injured, and anxious to get to bed. Meanwhile, a dentist friend of Cara's is crashing with us.)

Kim: So, I'm turning in -- happy new year, and goodnight, all!

Cara: G'night!

Kim: Oh -- and it is the former Catholic in me that feels the need to confess ( Read more... )

So you know how spicy food helps clear your sinuses out? Apparently you don't have to ingest that spicy food. As it turns out, chopping some jalapenos and then forgetting to wash your hands before scratching your upper lip works just as well, as the capsaicin from the jalapenos will work its way inside your nose and have the same effect.

And I ( Read more... )