Or, that was me since Thursday night, in bed or on the couch. Dear gods. Getting way, way too old for this shite. I wish i had the money/health insurance to get my gall bladder fixed or out or *whatever*.
Anyway...once the fever and chills and 'please let me die now' internal cramping agony was gone, i still couldn't eat or drink anything until late Saturday, when i had six Club crackers and half a glass of ginger ale.
So i feel about as floppy and weak as wet tissue paper and my brain is working at half speed. I've missed a ton of LJ, and rl news, and all sorts of *stuff*. I've been sitting her trying to catch up by my brain...will not compute. I have a ton of open tabs.
I did manage to watch Show in my narcoleptic haze and loved it, even with the constant beeping and bopping of tornado! and severe thunderstorm warnings! all over the place every five minutes. Boys in COWBOY HATS. Not enough glee in the friggin' world. We got no tornadoes, just a ton of rain, thus making my mole-track-riddled death-trap yard into a *muddy with standing pools of icy water* mole-track-riddled death-trap. The Goggy (tm) rather loves slurping rainwater out of pits in the grass, however, and joyfully rolled in the sodden clumps of cut grass. Silly goggy.
Egg Day, as you might imagine, was a non-starter for us - apparently i'm the only one that can buy chocolate bunnies - and also my car with the dead battery has sat since Thursday since i was too sick on Friday to go get the battery replaced. Le sigh!!
Also also? Our router died, so internetz was sporadic, because only one computer could be plugged into the modem at a time, and usually that was the SO's. I was on the couch, anyway, hazily watching a Waltons marathon. John Boy! (And i now desperately want Waltons fanfic. Yuletide Archive, here i come.)
Yes, a post of much woe and little interest, for that i apologize. I probably missed some posts while trying to catch up, and only commented occasionally, so very sorry. Right now, i'm sipping a weeny glass of cranberry/grape juice and pecking at mac-and-cheese which is...okay, but too soggy. Stupid, stupid, stupid getting-old body.
Now for something completely different. If you plan on getting a passport to leave the US any time soon, you will want to read this. They are changing the information you need to give them in order to get the thing. They want some new stuff. Like what, you say?
Oh, nothing terribly important, just "...all addresses since birth; lifetime employment history including employers’ and supervisors names, addresses, and telephone numbers; personal details of all siblings; mother’s address one year prior to your birth; any “religious ceremony” around the time of birth; and a variety of other information. According to the proposed form, “failure to provide the information requested may result in … the denial of your U.S. passport application.".
Yeah. If you want to leave a strongly worded 'hell no!' comment, go to that link. Jayzus fuck.
Anyway, still not 100 percent so i can't say i'll reply to any comments tonight. I'm mostly well, though, so thank you, anyone, with condolences.
:)
Anyway...once the fever and chills and 'please let me die now' internal cramping agony was gone, i still couldn't eat or drink anything until late Saturday, when i had six Club crackers and half a glass of ginger ale.
So i feel about as floppy and weak as wet tissue paper and my brain is working at half speed. I've missed a ton of LJ, and rl news, and all sorts of *stuff*. I've been sitting her trying to catch up by my brain...will not compute. I have a ton of open tabs.
I did manage to watch Show in my narcoleptic haze and loved it, even with the constant beeping and bopping of tornado! and severe thunderstorm warnings! all over the place every five minutes. Boys in COWBOY HATS. Not enough glee in the friggin' world. We got no tornadoes, just a ton of rain, thus making my mole-track-riddled death-trap yard into a *muddy with standing pools of icy water* mole-track-riddled death-trap. The Goggy (tm) rather loves slurping rainwater out of pits in the grass, however, and joyfully rolled in the sodden clumps of cut grass. Silly goggy.
Egg Day, as you might imagine, was a non-starter for us - apparently i'm the only one that can buy chocolate bunnies - and also my car with the dead battery has sat since Thursday since i was too sick on Friday to go get the battery replaced. Le sigh!!
Also also? Our router died, so internetz was sporadic, because only one computer could be plugged into the modem at a time, and usually that was the SO's. I was on the couch, anyway, hazily watching a Waltons marathon. John Boy! (And i now desperately want Waltons fanfic. Yuletide Archive, here i come.)
Yes, a post of much woe and little interest, for that i apologize. I probably missed some posts while trying to catch up, and only commented occasionally, so very sorry. Right now, i'm sipping a weeny glass of cranberry/grape juice and pecking at mac-and-cheese which is...okay, but too soggy. Stupid, stupid, stupid getting-old body.
Now for something completely different. If you plan on getting a passport to leave the US any time soon, you will want to read this. They are changing the information you need to give them in order to get the thing. They want some new stuff. Like what, you say?
Oh, nothing terribly important, just "...all addresses since birth; lifetime employment history including employers’ and supervisors names, addresses, and telephone numbers; personal details of all siblings; mother’s address one year prior to your birth; any “religious ceremony” around the time of birth; and a variety of other information. According to the proposed form, “failure to provide the information requested may result in … the denial of your U.S. passport application.".
Yeah. If you want to leave a strongly worded 'hell no!' comment, go to that link. Jayzus fuck.
Anyway, still not 100 percent so i can't say i'll reply to any comments tonight. I'm mostly well, though, so thank you, anyone, with condolences.
:)
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Gallbladder attacks SUCK. I had mine removed (there is no fixing -- they take it out, period, unfortunately) a couple weeks before my son turned a year. Because it was a military hospital/insurance, and it wasn't life-threatening, I had to wait six months for the surgery. That was NOT fun.
Things that will aggravate it (therefore things to avoid): fatty foods, acidic foods, spicy foods. Basically, the fun things.
I hope you feel better soon :)
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I don't get these stupid attacks - if that's what they are - terribly often, maybe three times a year, but they *suck*.
I've never liked spicy foods, so i'm good there, but i tend to live on bread-type products and cheese. Yeesh.
Thanks, bb. :) Slow but sure...more slow than sure, really. Heh.
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I should just stay in Canada, shouldn't I?
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*clings*
I think we should all just move *to* Canada. Get out while the getting's good! We should have a fangrrl enclave in beautiful Saskatchewan or something, heh.
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I must have linked you to that Swiss Family Robinson fic just as you were asking for Waltons links. LOL! We are almost in tune. *g*
I have bad news. I have just checked AO3 and the Yuletide archives and they have no Waltons fic. According to an interests search, lj has no Waltons comms. The only fic I have been able to find is 17... at the Pit of Voles.
I am so, so sorry.
{{{more smishes and vibes}}}
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Heeeee! Yes, nearly in tune. The SFR was utterly awesome, though.
Whhhhhhhhy aren't people writing Waltons goodness? I am baffled! Baffled, i tell you!
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Sorry to hear you've been ill, hon. I hope you get better soon *hugs*
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*hugs back*
Thanks, bb! Sloooooowly feeling better.
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♥
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*sips at soup*
:)
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Marie
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My record-keeping is anal, but even I couldn't provide my past employers' information to that degree of detail!
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Halp!!
I probably didn't have all that info on my supervisors, etc., when i *had* the jobs. Sheesh.
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Get well and I hope your luck changes soon.
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When i get sick, i just *stop*. No food, no drinking beyond tiny sips, no nothing. Curl up and sleep or try to sleep and get over it. Unless, ah ha, i'm running to the bathroom and hurling or *whatever* all day. Bleh.
I don't really know what sets it off. My diet is pretty weird but plain, so it's a toss-up. I've got to work on it, though. Bleh. :)
Thanks!
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*smootchesandhugs*
Hope you feel better soon. That sucks.
However, I would point out that the affliction your family has that keeps them from going to the store and getting things is apparently contagious, as my family has it as well. I have not gone grocery shopping in about a month and we are living on canned and boxed stuff, and yet no one has suggested that anyone but me go to the store. Le sigh.
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Thanks, bb. :) Slooooowly feeling better.
Gah, isn't that stupid? It's like i'm the only one that can do dishes, shop for food, do laundry, sweep the floor. WTF.
So lame.
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*smooch*
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luff you to bits, bb. even the sickish bits.
get well SOON
xoxoxoxoxox
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*clings*
Thank you thank you.
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Thanks, bb! It's nice to see them but mentally exhausting to reply! How silly.
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Hope 100% gets here soon.
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*slogs around in the forties*
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Feel wayyyy better soon, sweetie!
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I try. :)
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Waltons! I happened upon a couple of episodes recently and remembered how we used to gather around the TV and watch as a family.
I have no Waltons fanfic but here's a link you might enjoy. I read this article in our local paper this morning and thought of you and your hubby: http://www.oregonlive.com/living/index.ssf/2011/04/tattoo_exhibit_in_astoria_the.html
An Oregon museum has put together an exhibit about maritime tattoos. I'd like to see it!
I hope you feel better soon!
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I loved the Waltons. Just...so neat! I've always liked that kind of show, though, despite my pinko-commie-leftist-anti-organized-religion stance. Heee.
Thanks for the link! That was very cool.
*smooch*
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"Candygram for Mongo..."Frontierland was a world of happiness, yes? Geez--these last few eps are jossing the hell out of the Non-Stop Continuous WIP I've been chewing over, lol!
Get better, love, and stay safe! *shmoochies*!
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*snuggles*
Frontierland made me *giddy* with glee! As gleeful as i could be, heh. Who cares if you're Jossed! Write, write!!
*twirls you*
*hugs*
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The passport stuff is amazing. I remember when we did our emigration/immigration paperwork we had to do all the employment history stuff and all the addresses where we'd lived - trying to remember the addresses of four years worth of student flats was a real struggle. But even with the complexity of that paperwork, they didn't ask for some of the things the US is asking for on this passport form.
Take care love. Hugs you very gently.
s xx
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*smooch*
There's no way i had half that info when i *had the jobs*, and gods know my mother doesn't have a clue *who was in the room* when i was born. Jayzus. Just a disgusting attempt to discriminate, if you ask me, and shut down more freedoms.
Jerks.
*basks in hugs*
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S'cool.
Hope you never have them! Too blech for words.
Thank you!
*smooch*
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I shared that passport foolishness on my facebook page and encouraged other people to yell about it. What a load.
Feel better! *smish!*
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Uh.
Um?
*hides under covers*
Why you gotta be so meeeeeeeeean to me, bb? Leeches?
How about a shot of medicinal whiskey and um...some cowboy songs.
:)
Thanks for sharing! And the smishes.
*smooch*
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♥
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*basks*
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Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuugs.
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Look at you, rockin' the new icons!!
*smooch*