Spent the entire day at the doctor’s office and then the hospital getting all kinds of expensive tests done so that they could say that they don’t know why my gallbladder hurts so bad, so go home and have some oxycodone. This is not what I intended to do with my day. At least now [...]
Oregon makes the news.
I spent the entire day in my pajamas watching Star Trek and working on embroidery. Bliss.
I just discovered that Dr. Crusher did the choreography for Labyrinth. Huh.
The internet! So good they named it the internet!
Redshirt has acquired goggles.
Also, I totally saw Gogol Bordello last night, and then had to break into a parking garage to liberate our car after the show. I think Eugene Hutz would have approved.
“Personally, I’d eat the arse out of a dead mole if it offered a fighting chance.”
Redshirt is teaching himself how to juggle. I guess I should hide the breakables.
There’s a feeling of being just about to jump in the deep end, and so maybe you’d better hurry up and learn how to swim, but as you’re diving you realize you’ve already done this, you’ve done this every day for longer than you can remember, and yet that doesn’t make it any less terrifying, [...]
