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Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008
| Time |
Event |
| 2:53a |
*pout*
A stranger (with a much bigger x-shaped lug wrench than mine,
fortunately) stopped to help me replace the dead tire with the
%#@^ing toy spare (I understand the reasons for those but I still
dislike them). I got to rehearsal very late. On the way home
I faced a series of much smaller mishaps, but each was extra
annoying because its annoy-ness built upon my accumulated annoyance
so far; the last was, a mere mile from home after a drive that
took a little less than twice as long as usual because of having
to slow down on the toy spare, I arrived at the railroad
crossing at the same time as a freight train did. (Okay,
most-of-a-minute before the train, but the gates were down and
the red lights flashing and a handful of other cars were
stopped ahead of me.) The train was moving at a speed of
approximately (I counted syllables, having forgotten
that my phone has a stopwatch function) six boxcar-lengths
per minute.
I did eventually get home. And an already too-full week now
has yet another to-do item in it.
I also got a little good news today (or at least the long-awaited
cessation of an ongoing bad-news-ness), but this is a whining
entry so that'll wait. :-þ | | 5:32a |
QotD
Regarding the US Department of Health and Human Services
proposal that would redefine contraception as abortion (by
changing the definition of 'pregnant' -- and thus prohibit federal
grant recipients from requiring employees to provide contraception
or advice regarding it),
theweaselking
wrote on
2008-07-16: I'm just waiting for the
logical next steps: 1. "Life begins at penetration",
so saying "no" after things start is murder. 2. "Life
begins at lust", so saying "no" is illegal. 3. "Life
begins at menstruation", so not being pregnant is illegal.
At that point, women will have finally taken their proper role,
according to the Baptists.
Elsewhere,
XNeeOhCon apparently saw a similar progression, writng on
2008-07-15: I have the solution to this problem.
We encourage them to continue this line of logic until they define
abstinance as the ultimate birth control which is therefore the ultimate
abortion. Then, after their heads explode, we come back in, clean up,
and change the laws back to a reasonable level. | | 11:01a |
This Is SO Not My Week So, after going to rehearsal last night despite feeling week
and achy, having a flat tire en route, having the fast-food
burrito I grabbed afterward fall apart while I was eating it and
spill goop on my skirt, running into a series of delays in a
supermarket checkout line, driving home ever so slowly because
of the toy ('donut') spare tire, getting stuck at at a railroad
crossing, and feeling ever so much more wretched by the time
I got home than when I'd left ...
... I got Very Little Sleep this morning because about an
hour and a half after I finally fell asleep, I was woken by
( ewww ewww ewww yuck )I'll post the photos later today
(my computer is being too slow and I need to get out the door
and go see the doctor). They will be cut-tagged as well, yes.
In other news, they're resurfacing a street three blocks
south of here, the wind is currently switching back and forth
between coming from the northwest and the southwest, and
most of what I can smell right now is the sulferous, dieselly
scent of hot asphalt. | | 5:02p |
The Culprit So there was my rude awakening this morning too soon after I'd
fallen asleep and with too much "eww" in it. And spending pretty
much all day at the doctor waiting my turn (got seen at quarter to
14, left there at 14:30 -- and so much for my to-do list for today).
And the promise -- or threat -- of photos.
( photos, high magnification, thingie with more than
four legs )
I don't think I'm going to bother trying to track down
what species it is using pictures. There are so many
of that class to sift through.
Doc says I'm fine (I just have to wait for the itching to stop).
I am so very, very, very tired right now. And I'm no
closer to being packed for Pennsic, nor have I replaced that tire.
Bleah. (Next question: can I afford the tire and groceries
for Pennsic?) Anyhow, there are the photos. Click or not, according
to how much they're likely to make you twitch.
In better news, I have my tramadol again, so maybe I can pack
for War without being in as much pain as I've been in for most of
the last few months. (When it gets to the point where standing up
means the weight of my arms hurts my shoulders ... that gets a bit
difficult to cope with.) |
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