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50 Shades of Grey

A billboard down on 40th Street has that written on it, along with pictures of a bunch of grey cats. It's for the Adoption shelter just down the block. I love it.

Some nifty things I have seen recently:

Dogs helping cheetahs.

Cat story.

These are amazing.

Last Friday I felt crappy. I should have come home early, but a crisis hit and I felt obliged to stay at work and see it through, and made it to the end of the day. I rested Friday night and felt better Saturday, so Barb and I went out and did things. (Some shopping, some other stuff.) Then Saturday night we opened the Tiki Bar and, somewhere in the midst of the merriment, I started to feel bad again. By the end of the evening, I was dropping. I spent the next two days unable to do much of anything but sit in front of the television and watch Doctor Who and Newsradio. Which meant I called in sick for the first time in more than TWO YEARS, which had to be the first day on my new position. I went back to work on Tuesday and drifted through the next few days in a fuzzy haze, but I made it through today, when coincidentally enough, I went to see my new PCP.

I like her. She conducted the entire Well Woman exam herself, then handed me over to the phlebotomist (a good one, who knew how to take my blood without me passing out), then had an EKG and chest x-ray. She says my foot is probably a neuroma and the beginnings of a hammer toe, and I need to get orthotics (like my podiatrist said I should do years ago) or at least padded insoles. Annoying this happens when I haven't worn bad-for-me high heels in YEARS. She also gave me a prescription for Allegra-D again, so I don't have to sign my life away to get a mere two-week supply (instead can just pay a little extra to get a full 60-day supply! Woot!).

I did manage to lose a few pounds due to disinterest in food the last week, but my new doctor says she's happy with my health, but not my "weight to my height." She wants me to lose weight. Now I have doctor's orders. Let's see if I can actually do it now.

I signed up at Ancestry.com out of curiosity and found both my parents' marriage certificate and a census record my grandfather filled out when my mother was 5 and had only one brother. I need to plug in more information, so I have to call mom and get some more details.

I signed up for Figment.com and entered the Doctor Who writing contest. Now I have two writing blogs and I'm STILL not producing much of anything.

My fortune cookie at the Beijing Garden last night said simply, "Go Shopping." Hmmmm.


Apr. 6th, 2013 03:58 am (UTC)
good luck

snort. I just haven't taken off with any of their suggestions. I tried one, took to long (I have never looked to see if there's a time limit on these)
Apr. 6th, 2013 04:50 am (UTC)
I'm not much of a prompt writer. (And my goodness, the constrictions! 1200 words, indeed!)

I should check them, though. Maybe get some inspiration. I have put together those two unfinished Nanos, now maybe I can FINISH it... It'll probably the next thing I send to Links.
Apr. 6th, 2013 05:01 am (UTC)
I am a prompt writer but I didn't even see that constriction! I never would have made that.

Eh if nothing else, I let it give me ideas and just use them in my longer works.

good luck on putting those together. I'm trying to finish my last nano for this camp nano and I'm busy writing the story that's eating my brain. I wouldn't mind giving it to Link (making the sex parts optional since I'm betting several won't want to read m/m sex)
Apr. 7th, 2013 03:25 am (UTC)
That was the limit for the Doctor Who contest, anyway. It wasn't easy.

Apr. 7th, 2013 04:57 am (UTC)
no, limits that short aren't ever easy

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