It was while I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror at the office, watching the brown disinfectant/painkiller run together with the red blood, trying to mop up the latter but not the former while keeping as much of the issue as possible out of sight of the poor perfect stranger trying to wash her hands, that I finally felt saw where the ( Read more... )

I'm fairly busy, and my mouth feels like it's full of Liquid Paper -- It's still weird that Mrs. Nesmith invented that -- but I wanted to say that I'm finally getting into the reading again ( Read more... )

Or I would be irrationally tempted to cut my finger off.

Okay, first, pleasant things, so I dont end up seeming too much like an angsty wuss. I have an exceptionally sweet husband. I've enjoyed a lot this summer. One of my favorite people in the world is moving to an adjacent zip code. I've recently gotten back in touch with a lot of gifties. I ( Read more... )

I need to make myself sleep at night. The infections get worse when I 'indulge' my insomnia and don't try to prevent it.

Speaking of that, a moment to note: when one's overall pain level is higher than one would like, and in particular, one can already see the blood pulsing lighter and darker in one's finger, and at work one manages to have a very ( Read more... )

I read Kevin Smith's "Quiver" run on Green Arrow today. In the preface, it's mentioned that a lot of people criticized it for being too mired in Green Arrow continuity. Those people said it should've been written so that no one would need to know any character / universe history. It's something a lot of comic writers are doing these days: Ignore ( Read more... )

Mango juice. And goat. And curry.

Over fourteen very minor things went wrong today. But that can hardly hope to balance out mango juice and curried goat.

I obviously cannot be trusted with long hair. It is such a mess. Must keep fixing. Having picture taken for work tomorrow. I'd better wake up early to make sure that if it gets awful again in the night, I can sorta fix it ( Read more... )

God, I hate mouth infections. I hate shelling out for the medicine. I hate using and reusing and rereusing the medicine. I hate the fact that the medicine doesn't work as fast as it once did because it's now predominantly painkiller ( Read more... )

I won't be on too much for a little while.

On another note, however, at least reading about monkey prostitution and penguin spies informs and entertains me.

Good night, everyone.