I don't know what the proper way of meeting women is, but I'm fairly sure it isn't by cycling up behind someone and whispering "I need you" in her ear.
And when you're answered by, "I don't need you," that is not an invitation to keep trying.
Sigh....
In other news, I got to use my kung fu skills on the bus when a little boy foolishly stood up on the seat as we went around a turn. Palm strikes are good for more than violence, when applied judiciously. He didn't fall and break his head, and I didn't have to listen to screaming and crying until my stop.
My neck is still fantastically sore, but not nearly as bad as yesterday. I went in for a massage this morning, and it helped tremendously. Now I can actually move my head around, even if not to my usual standards. The verdict? Idiopathic muscle spasms. It could be caused by the humidity. But who knows? I don't. I just want it gone. Now.
I also went in to the airway specialist today for a follow-up visit. My lungs have improved drastically on the new medication--far more than anticipated. My persistent cough is apparently the result of post-nasal drip associated with my asthma, so now I have another medication to take until that clears up. I guess my trachea looks like it was napalmed.
I may be employed. I'm really not sure. I go in for training tomorrow, but I don't know much more than that. Here's hoping I can get some part-time hours. I really don't want full-time, but just enough to relieve the economic pressure.
I've been writing up a storm. I'm surpassing my expectations, sometimes doing more than twenty pages a day. I hope the well doesn't run dry. It feels good to be able to read what the voices in my head are saying....
Link time, boys and girls.
Kids love any food that says McDonalds: Thoroughly disheartening to anyone but a McDonald's ad executive (thanks,
snowy_kathryn).
My Rattlesnake Bite: When I was eleven years old, I was nearly bitten by a rattler. I'm glad I didn't have to go through this ordeal (thanks,
gha5t).
Mystery Lego: "A huge Lego toy has mysteriously appeared on Zandvoort beach in Holland. Nobody knows where it comes from" (thanks,
warren_ellis).
Shitty Room Mate: Every now and then, I come across a truly gruesome story about people who seem too craptastic to be real. This is another one of those.
Spine Lamp: If money were no problem, I'd have one of these on my desk right now.
Alcoholic beverages derived from animal extract, and methods for the production thereof: A truly unappetizing patent.
Angry Hornet Warning: Yup (thanks,
f00dave).
Seagull becomes crisp shoplifter: This seagull has very particular tastes (thanks, Ken).
Chickens in the Mist: I suspect this RPG may have been made with me in mind (thanks,
gha5t).
Flashlight Weapon Makes Targets Throw Up: When the Fleshlight just doesn't trigger the gag reflex...
And when you're answered by, "I don't need you," that is not an invitation to keep trying.
Sigh....
In other news, I got to use my kung fu skills on the bus when a little boy foolishly stood up on the seat as we went around a turn. Palm strikes are good for more than violence, when applied judiciously. He didn't fall and break his head, and I didn't have to listen to screaming and crying until my stop.
My neck is still fantastically sore, but not nearly as bad as yesterday. I went in for a massage this morning, and it helped tremendously. Now I can actually move my head around, even if not to my usual standards. The verdict? Idiopathic muscle spasms. It could be caused by the humidity. But who knows? I don't. I just want it gone. Now.
I also went in to the airway specialist today for a follow-up visit. My lungs have improved drastically on the new medication--far more than anticipated. My persistent cough is apparently the result of post-nasal drip associated with my asthma, so now I have another medication to take until that clears up. I guess my trachea looks like it was napalmed.
I may be employed. I'm really not sure. I go in for training tomorrow, but I don't know much more than that. Here's hoping I can get some part-time hours. I really don't want full-time, but just enough to relieve the economic pressure.
I've been writing up a storm. I'm surpassing my expectations, sometimes doing more than twenty pages a day. I hope the well doesn't run dry. It feels good to be able to read what the voices in my head are saying....
Link time, boys and girls.
Kids love any food that says McDonalds: Thoroughly disheartening to anyone but a McDonald's ad executive (thanks,
My Rattlesnake Bite: When I was eleven years old, I was nearly bitten by a rattler. I'm glad I didn't have to go through this ordeal (thanks,
Mystery Lego: "A huge Lego toy has mysteriously appeared on Zandvoort beach in Holland. Nobody knows where it comes from" (thanks,
Shitty Room Mate: Every now and then, I come across a truly gruesome story about people who seem too craptastic to be real. This is another one of those.
Spine Lamp: If money were no problem, I'd have one of these on my desk right now.
Alcoholic beverages derived from animal extract, and methods for the production thereof: A truly unappetizing patent.
Angry Hornet Warning: Yup (thanks,
Seagull becomes crisp shoplifter: This seagull has very particular tastes (thanks, Ken).
Chickens in the Mist: I suspect this RPG may have been made with me in mind (thanks,
Flashlight Weapon Makes Targets Throw Up: When the Fleshlight just doesn't trigger the gag reflex...
no subject
Date: 2007-08-08 10:35 pm (UTC)From:I assume that your palm strike ruptured all his organs so he wouldn't be crying or screaming. Nice...
no subject
Date: 2007-08-08 10:40 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2007-08-09 01:07 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2007-08-09 11:20 pm (UTC)From: