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Feb. 8th, 2011
Writer's Block: The winning ticket
Feb. 8th, 2011 10:15 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
After I got the bills and necessary shit paid? I'd take that international skyscraper/train tour.
...or turn into a crazy cat lady.
After I got the bills and necessary shit paid? I'd take that international skyscraper/train tour.
...or turn into a crazy cat lady.
Writer's Block: The winning ticket
Feb. 8th, 2011 10:15 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
After I got the bills and necessary shit paid? I'd take that international skyscraper/train tour.
...or turn into a crazy cat lady.
After I got the bills and necessary shit paid? I'd take that international skyscraper/train tour.
...or turn into a crazy cat lady.
Improvements
Feb. 8th, 2011 12:56 pmVicki and I got here about 30 minutes ago... Dad is out of bed, has dispatched Vicki after soup and newspapers, and has been pretty much fussing at me about everything since I've gotten here. I've been crabbing right back, which is making him laugh.
Anyway, the diuretics seem to be working, he's breathing a LOT easier compared to last night, and he's been up and walking around. Hopefully this will just end up being a reasonably minor setback for him.
I'm feeling decently human after some sleep, coffee and an omelette the size of texas. Also looking forward to a reasonably low key evening tonight, even though I have a lot of work to do in terms of online research, being the family one woman Technical Support Line/Genius Bar. Oh, and you know, my actual job. *le sigh*
I should think about getting some lunch. Oh well, at least I KNOW there's good stuff in the hospital caf.
Anyway, the diuretics seem to be working, he's breathing a LOT easier compared to last night, and he's been up and walking around. Hopefully this will just end up being a reasonably minor setback for him.
I'm feeling decently human after some sleep, coffee and an omelette the size of texas. Also looking forward to a reasonably low key evening tonight, even though I have a lot of work to do in terms of online research, being the family one woman Technical Support Line/Genius Bar. Oh, and you know, my actual job. *le sigh*
I should think about getting some lunch. Oh well, at least I KNOW there's good stuff in the hospital caf.
Improvements
Feb. 8th, 2011 12:56 pmVicki and I got here about 30 minutes ago... Dad is out of bed, has dispatched Vicki after soup and newspapers, and has been pretty much fussing at me about everything since I've gotten here. I've been crabbing right back, which is making him laugh.
Anyway, the diuretics seem to be working, he's breathing a LOT easier compared to last night, and he's been up and walking around. Hopefully this will just end up being a reasonably minor setback for him.
I'm feeling decently human after some sleep, coffee and an omelette the size of texas. Also looking forward to a reasonably low key evening tonight, even though I have a lot of work to do in terms of online research, being the family one woman Technical Support Line/Genius Bar. Oh, and you know, my actual job. *le sigh*
I should think about getting some lunch. Oh well, at least I KNOW there's good stuff in the hospital caf.
Anyway, the diuretics seem to be working, he's breathing a LOT easier compared to last night, and he's been up and walking around. Hopefully this will just end up being a reasonably minor setback for him.
I'm feeling decently human after some sleep, coffee and an omelette the size of texas. Also looking forward to a reasonably low key evening tonight, even though I have a lot of work to do in terms of online research, being the family one woman Technical Support Line/Genius Bar. Oh, and you know, my actual job. *le sigh*
I should think about getting some lunch. Oh well, at least I KNOW there's good stuff in the hospital caf.
- helping Vicki make her amtrak reservation and shooting the shit this morning in the hospital lounge
- Giving Dad a hard time about giving everyone else in the family a hard time
- Trying not to hate Stan too hard for declaring that I was genetically predisposed to liking plantain chips and proving him right by finishing the bag without deciding for sure whether I actually liked them.
- getting to drive Stanley's tricked out Chevy for a hot second. In manhattan. TAXI EVADE SUCCESSFUL.
- finding a place in brooklyn that does custom ironwork and repair, specializing in brownstones.
- cleaning out the crapware on Ruthy's laptop. Thing runs a LOT happier than it did.
- Successfully infecting Stan with the Girl Talk love. Listened to Feed the Animals down the FDR drive from the hospital to Ruthy's, nearly made it through the whole album. So much fun watching people listen to it for the first time, man.
Almost midnight and miles to go before I sleep, especially since between Dad being demanding and other fun distractions it's damn near impossible for me to get much constructive done at Mt. Sinai, and not for lack of trying. I honestly don't know where the time went today. D:
I'd just like to close with the note that Ruthy is in the next room avidly watching the Young and the Restless. What. People still watch soaps? really?
- helping Vicki make her amtrak reservation and shooting the shit this morning in the hospital lounge
- Giving Dad a hard time about giving everyone else in the family a hard time
- Trying not to hate Stan too hard for declaring that I was genetically predisposed to liking plantain chips and proving him right by finishing the bag without deciding for sure whether I actually liked them.
- getting to drive Stanley's tricked out Chevy for a hot second. In manhattan. TAXI EVADE SUCCESSFUL.
- finding a place in brooklyn that does custom ironwork and repair, specializing in brownstones.
- cleaning out the crapware on Ruthy's laptop. Thing runs a LOT happier than it did.
- Successfully infecting Stan with the Girl Talk love. Listened to Feed the Animals down the FDR drive from the hospital to Ruthy's, nearly made it through the whole album. So much fun watching people listen to it for the first time, man.
Almost midnight and miles to go before I sleep, especially since between Dad being demanding and other fun distractions it's damn near impossible for me to get much constructive done at Mt. Sinai, and not for lack of trying. I honestly don't know where the time went today. D:
I'd just like to close with the note that Ruthy is in the next room avidly watching the Young and the Restless. What. People still watch soaps? really?