Julia admitted idiot
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Post by Julia admitted idiot on Dec 8, 2003 15:24:55 GMT -5
Having forgotten to give myself a permanent password, I cannot now sign in. Procrastination is its own punishment. Julia,
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Post by S'ewing S'cubie on Dec 8, 2003 15:29:23 GMT -5
They look pretty blue (and really pretty) to me! He looks llike he's planning mischief... OK, I got it bad for James Marsters... Going for heresy here. I think this is one of the worst pictures I've ever seen of JM. His eyes are all squinty and have dark circles under them, his mouth is all sucked in an pinched, he needs a shave and his infamous platinum hair has a greenish tinge. He looks mad at something but is trying not to show it. He also looks better than 99% of the rest of the population, male or female. Diane *running for cover*
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Post by S'ewing S'cubie on Dec 8, 2003 15:32:40 GMT -5
Lee asked about my family a few days back, and I never responded, but that is actually good news. Things are kind of quiet right now - yeah! The family is basically fine. My Mom likes the increased care hospice provides, and even though the doc feels she is in her last year of life, and she can barely talk or move due to the Parkinson's, she retains an active interest in her surroundings and smiles and enjoys things. My older son is still living away from home. He is doing OK taking care of his health and taking that complicated medication and getting to doc appointments. I try not to nag and worry. He calls or stops by frequently, even calling me yesterday to say, "Well, I'm just here alone and kinda bored, so I thought I would call you." WHAT? Calling Mom is LESS boring and MORE attractive than just vegging or watching TV or staring out the window? Wow. I am movin' up in the world!! The recently divorced houseguest and her dog are doing OK, and are being pretty good houseguests, though my dog might disagree. She has been with me since July, trying to get on her feet. She is not quite yet able to get her own place, but she is seriously working on that goal - and I love her, but it will be a relief when she finally does that. She likes to move where I keep various pots and pans. Why?? I go reach for the pan I need, and I can't find it. I have decided it is because, after what her ex did to her, she wants to feel she has some rudimentary power and control - over something, even if it is only my pots and pans. Sigh, sigh, double-sigh. It's good that you understand that need and are willing to put up with it. Sometimes when we house friends in dire straights we lose patience with their post traumatic reactions. You are to be commended.
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Post by deborah on Dec 8, 2003 15:38:49 GMT -5
(I never did know what theat phrase "many happy returns of the day" means. It just seems to fit, though.)
Deborah
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Post by Julia still on Dec 8, 2003 15:41:54 GMT -5
Going for heresy here. I think this is one of the worst pictures I've ever seen of JM. His eyes are all squinty and have dark circles under them, his mouth is all sucked in an pinched, he needs a shave and his infamouse platinum hair has a greenish tinge. He looks mad at something but is trying not to show it. He also looks better than 99% of the rest of the population, male or female. Diane *running for cover* I disagree with you; I think it's closer to 99.7% Julia, he does look PO'd, doesn't he?
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Post by RAKSHA on Dec 8, 2003 15:49:18 GMT -5
What I'm about to tell you must be terribly interesting to everyone but there was some discussion on injuries on the previous part and since I can't think of anything on- topic to talk about I'll go on with that. I went out for a walk this morning with our dog. It is really slippery out there now. I was walking a little careless and suddenly did a couple of nice little flip flops. The result: a strained ankle. I had to hop on one leg the rest of the way home, a mile or so, dragging the dog behind me. But at least I don't now have to feel guilty about sitting in front of the computer all day 'cause I can't go anywhere. I hate cold. I hate winter. And I feel a bit silly (actually a lot) talking to myself here but what else can I do. Help me out, someone. Have you gone to the doctor? When you hurt an ankle to the point of not being able to walk on it, you do NOT want to wait on getting proper medical attention; it will only worsen the injury and lengthen the recovery time.
You shouldn't be sitting at the computer unless that ankle is elevated.
What kind of dog do you have?
GAIL , queen of ankle damage
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Post by karalee on Dec 8, 2003 15:50:27 GMT -5
Going for heresy here. I think this is one of the worst pictures I've ever seen of JM. His eyes are all squinty and have dark circles under them, his mouth is all sucked in an pinched, he needs a shave and his infamouse platinum hair has a greenish tinge. He looks mad at something but is trying not to show it. He also looks better than 99% of the rest of the population, male or female. Diane *running for cover* *Throws eggs at Diane* I thought it looked like he was getting ready to smile. It's funny how people can see the same picture, so differently.
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Post by Queen E on Dec 8, 2003 15:53:05 GMT -5
Have you gone to the doctor? When you hurt an ankle to the point of not being able to walk on it, you do NOT want to wait on getting proper medical attention; it will only worsen the injury and lengthen the recovery time.
You shouldn't be sitting at the computer unless that ankle is elevated.
What kind of dog do you have?
GAIL , queen of ankle damage I don't know, Gail, I might have to challenge you for the title of queen of ankle damage. I broke one ankle in 8th grade (walking on a smooth surface with nothing to trip on) and the other sophomore year of college, falling off a curb on the way to a party (completely sober, no less). Stupidly took off the cast after a week because I couldn't get to my inaccessible classes on the third floor and managed to twist my ankles at least 6 times a year until I finally went in for physical therapy. Reeta: definitely get it looked at ASAP. Don't be stupid like me.
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Post by RAKSHA on Dec 8, 2003 15:53:07 GMT -5
Just wanted to mention that I really love the way the new Avatar Alley is organized - makes it much much easier to find stuff. I second that emotion!
GAIL
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Post by Queen E on Dec 8, 2003 15:56:10 GMT -5
I second that emotion!
GAIL Gail, Your avatar is gone! EDIT: Never mind. It's back.
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Post by raenstorm on Dec 8, 2003 15:58:25 GMT -5
Gail, Your avatar is gone! EDIT: Never mind. It's back. Hmm, no it is probably gone. I just IM-ed her with instructions on how to fix it
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Julianot only dumb but clumsy
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Post by Julianot only dumb but clumsy on Dec 8, 2003 15:59:05 GMT -5
I don't know, Gail, I might have to challenge you for the title of queen of ankle damage. I broke one ankle in 8th grade (walking on a smooth surface with nothing to trip on) and the other sophomore year of college, falling off a curb on the way to a party (completely sober, no less). Stupidly took off the cast after a week because I couldn't get to my inaccessible classes on the third floor and managed to twist my ankles at least 6 times a year until I finally went in for physical therapy. Reeta: definitely get it looked at ASAP. Don't be stupid like me. Piker. I've never officially broken either ankle, but I've wrecked both so badly as to be on crutches, three times in high school PE, and four times since, including once that I stepped off a curb in platforms and once that I passed out while wearing rubber garden shoes that had melted into the pavement. I also busted my kneecap falling down stairs once. The only thing I've broken was my skull- well, face, really, the orbit of my left eye. That was PE, too. Julia, leaving out the times large heavy objects have fallen on me... But I've got the experience to be very sympathetic
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Post by raenstorm on Dec 8, 2003 16:02:12 GMT -5
Hi All, Patti is always trying to show me up but I refuse to let her this time! Ok, ok, just kidding I have finished up my 're-do' of my part of the new Avatar Alley and added the link to the avatars to my site to Patti's Alley post. Hopefully that will help make it easier to find avatars. PS - If you were using an avatar on my site, your avatar may be appear "broken" now. I only noticed Gail having this problem but, if you aren't sure what to change your avatar address to, IM me and I'll get you back on track!
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Post by RAKSHA on Dec 8, 2003 16:11:31 GMT -5
I don't know, Gail, I might have to challenge you for the title of queen of ankle damage. I broke one ankle in 8th grade (walking on a smooth surface with nothing to trip on) and the other sophomore year of college, falling off a curb on the way to a party (completely sober, no less). Stupidly took off the cast after a week because I couldn't get to my inaccessible classes on the third floor and managed to twist my ankles at least 6 times a year until I finally went in for physical therapy. Reeta: definitely get it looked at ASAP. Don't be stupid like me. I don't think so, eg. I have weak ankles and they tend to fold at the most unexpected times.
1. Running down a stairs to get to the library in 10th grade. The school nurse was absent that day, and the phys ed teacher who subbed for her said that it was just bruised. Hah! Bad sprain, said the doc at the hospital that evening (my parents dragged me there after school, concerned when I still couldn't put weight on the ankle). Crutches for several weeks. Worse, I missed going to the dance at my boyfriend's distant school, which was held that very night, and got a very distressed phone call.
2. Pulled a drawer out too fast and it fell onto my foot and the foot turned some interesting colors - about a year later. Broken bones.
3. Was stepping from the street to the cab in 1975 in Paris and the ankle folded and I went splat. My roommate and I did a long busride to the Hopital Americain and yep, it was sprained. A strike in Paris that day meant that the bus didn't go all the way back, so I started cab-hunting when the bus dislodged passengers in the middle of I-didn't-know-where. They passed me by until I forged out into the street waving one crutch in the air like an idiot. A cab stopped and picked us up.
4. Chicago 1983 - was trotting across the street to catch a bus when the same thing happened - ankle folded and I went splat. They gave me a seat on the bus; and instead of going home I stopped off at Northwestern Hospital; since I knew from the way it felt that it was sprained. Yep. Those curbs can be dangerous critters alright!
I did something between then and now that involved breaking bones in one of the feet, but don't remember which foot.
I did survive a fall onto hard ice, caused by the Weimar Express--neighbor's exuberent Weimaraner rushing by me with a bounce--with just a bruise or too. The dog's owner was petrified that I was going to sue him, but the thought never entered my mind, leash law or no leash law. (if he let that dog off the leash more frequently instead of once in a long blue moon, the dog might not have been so wild).
REETA - if you can't get to the doctor, elevate your foot and put some ice (in a bag) around it!
GAIL ;D
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Post by RAKSHA on Dec 8, 2003 16:13:13 GMT -5
Hmm, no it is probably gone. I just IM-ed her with instructions on how to fix it Thanx, Rae. I'll attend to it later, wanted to post a bit, but I must go out now. GAIL ;D
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