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The comment popups for this page are now working. They don’t match the site, but they work. The archive templates are still under construction and will continue to look crappy indefinitely.

I just dropped off Shiva at the vet clinic to get neutered. He didn’t want to go into the cage very much; the only time he’s ever been back there was about two years ago when he mysteriously collapsed. Brett and Jay took him to the vet, and he spent the weekend there. Dr. Weigert (I think) first gave him a farm poison antidote, which did nothing, and later gave him an anti-inflammatory which seemed to help. We worried briefly that he had some kind of nerve disorder but it never happened again. (While not likely, I don’t think it’s entirely imossible that he’d managed somehow to eat a pot brownie; there were some floating around that day as people were over and there was a BBQ going on. I don’t understand myself how people over the age of 18 can ingest those things and still function, but nobody asked me. Which is why I have a blog, natch.)

The Jeep’s got a new problem: the steering wheel doesn’t return. Know how when you turn your vehicle around a corner, the wheels want to return to center? Well, mine don’t now. It’s strange, and the Jeep’s a bit of a handful if it’s windy. I guess I’ll be taking it back into the shop again in a few weeks when I’ve got the cash.

Got my first DirecTV bill and the Starz package, which is supposed to be free for a month, isn’t. Now I have to call them. Why can’t companies get shit right the first time, I ask you?

I have cramps from hell. I came in late, and I’m leaving early. Ugh.

After the dehumidifier had been running all night, the house was dry. Wonderfully, blessedly dry. It had ceased to smell funky and everything!

Then, of course, the weather rolled in the basement flooded. Again.

Brett finished my new laundry line this weekend, so now I have a state-of-the-art laundry drying facility that I’m just dying to use… if one can truly describe herself as ‘dying’ to do laundry… but it just keeps raining all the time!

I washed most of my Amma doll’s wardrobe yesterday and hung it out to dry, but had to bring it in when a mean-looking black cloud passed over, noisy and spitting rain. The rest of my laundry time was devoted to washing rugs… I am so happy that the rainy season is almost over; perhaps my home will be spared another flood until next year.

I can’t remember if I told y’all that Brett finally installed an outdoor spigot? Yay! As soon as I find a warm day and a garden hose, some dogs I know are gonna get baths. And they ain’t gonna like it, no sir! Tee hee!

I basically slept all weekend. I slept and slept. I slept 12 hours at night and then took napw. I usually keep myself going on caffiene and nicotine, and once in awhile I quit and fall down for a few days. I know it can’t be good for my endocrine system but when the choice is between a cup of coffee and not being able to move, I drink a damn cup of coffee. This weekend I had no coffee and no cigs, and so I slept about 16 hours a day. I’d say it was great except I’m still tired, of course.

I got my thyroid book Saturday and had read it by the next day. Now I’m on a mission to find someone – maybe Penny’s Dr. England – to either put me on some T3 or to test me enough that I no longer suspect I have a thyroid disorder. I have officially rejected the idea that this is “normal aging” and am on something of a crusade, dammit.

I totally freaked out on poor Mr. Brett, telling him in tears how tired I am of living my life at 60% day after day after day, and how sorry I am that he has to suffer from it too, and how pissed off I am about the whole thing. Before, I felt embarassed, or lazy, or out of shape, or dehydrated, or whatever – but now I’ve reached my point. I’m pissed. I don’t think it’s cute that I should have to feel so off, nor do I think I need to feel guilty about it any more. I’ve self-diagnosed, yes, but I’m an intelligent woman and will accept a life of dullness and disassociation as ‘normal aging’ the moment it’s proved to me that my thyroid/endocrine/pituitary function is normal, dammit!

I can’t express how tired I am of always and forever being tired. Bah.

Hey, it’s 5:00! I get to leave now! HURRAH!
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I’m pleased to announce our cell phones are back on. We ignored them all weekend, however, and holed up at home.

I have installed yet another template on my blog page. I really, really, really need to manifest some time to actually redesign the site. It’s looks baad these days.

I’m pleased to announce our cell phones are back on. We ignored them all weekend, however, and holed up at home.

I have installed yet another template on my blog page. I really, really, really need to manifest some time to actually redesign the site. It’s looks baad these days.
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