tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30448152011-08-04T12:03:22.781-06:00Freudian SlopSkattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.comBlogger11801100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-17226358904622814412008-08-07T16:58:00.001-06:002008-08-07T16:59:33.317-06:00I was looking through my vast archive of old images, and came across what I believe is the banner image for Freudian Slop. If anyone who has access to his template is reading this, you can download the image from here.Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11817731619565687263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-57609095692624237382008-05-21T11:18:00.001-06:002008-05-21T11:20:27.029-06:00Fixed the archive links in the sidebar. Just wanted to tidy up.Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09696523728788474315noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-1160106009059199822006-10-05T21:37:00.000-06:002006-10-05T21:41:43.160-06:00Hi everyone. I've (finally) uploaded all the pictures again to my webspace, so everything should look good for a change...except for the "Freudian Slop" banner. We may have lost that forever. Scott's friend Meredith was hosting that image and her webpages seem to be gone. Her contact info doesn't work anymore either. If anyone happens to know her or know how to contact her, please let me doucheballnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-1072985807756653282004-01-01T12:35:00.000-07:002008-05-21T10:44:50.620-06:00I will be working dilligently to get photos of Scott back up, as well as the images. Blogger's been acting a little wierd lately, so be patient with me. The images for the title of this blog were being hosted by another friend of Scott's, whom I believe that I can contact. Then I can host them myself. If not, I may have to remove those images altogether. Also, I now have a scanner, so I can doucheballnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-933775322003-04-27T21:54:00.000-06:002006-10-05T20:45:17.506-06:00Jeff just sent me these photos of Scottie's headstone, now in place. Much thanks to Kerry and Su for the digital images. I think the headstone is both beautiful and appropriate.I miss you, my dear, dear friend...doucheballnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-928294692003-04-18T03:32:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:50.662-06:00I was digging through some old files the other day, and I came across this comic strip that Scott used as his Freudian Slip background for a little while. The hapless guy in that comic strip was "Skattie" as I knew him -- funny, almost compulsively self-deprecating, analytical to a fault, and ever-hopeful.There hasn't been a single day in the past year that I haven't felt his absence. I miss the Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11817731619565687263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-883153772003-01-31T00:32:00.000-07:002006-10-05T21:15:23.686-06:00Hello. Jeff lent me some pictures a while back. I finally got around to asking Toni to scan them. Thank you much Toni. There's some really good pics of Scottie here. Starting with a couple with his twin brother Jeff from before I knew Scott:Then a couple with Tabitha (I would have to say that the one directly below is one of my favorites; the lower one includes Scott's brother Bill and his doucheballnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-814326812002-09-10T19:49:00.000-06:002006-10-05T20:59:48.200-06:00Here are some pics that Tabitha sent to Lorene (thanks Tab, we love ya):A month ago, I didn't think that I'd ever be able to look at pictures of Scott without getting horribly depressed, tearing up, etc. But, now I can look upon them and reflect upon good times with him and smile. I hope everyone else is at this point, too.I don't know how much longer Jeff is gonna wanna keep the blog up. So doucheballnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-802109892002-08-13T19:46:00.000-06:002006-10-05T21:10:19.513-06:00I don't think that anyone could doubt that I loved this boy.I loved him in different ways over these two years of knowing him. He was the one that - no matter what - was always a prize to me somewhere deep in my heart. A symbol of something that went well and still meant much. Even after the romance had to end, he was always the one that could have been and was proof of the hope that true Tabithahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09696523728788474315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-799635232002-08-07T20:40:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:50.713-06:00So I'm going to take advantage of the fact that for some reason Scott trusted me enough to grant me access to his blog. Granted, I granted him access to my small circle of people I care about, but still, I was honored.
Greeting everyone. This is Meredith. Yes, the one who begged Scott to get rid of the naked asian amazon background and who made the above Freudian Slop logo. I've been trying to mjlnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-798283562002-08-04T21:06:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:50.763-06:00Here is the plan for Scott's weblog. If you wish to post something to the actual weblog, as opposed to the comments system (poems, pictures you may have, thoughts on Scott, etc.), please send me an e-mail and I will post it. Please mention who you are and tell me what your weblog address is and tell me if you wish your e-mail address to be posted, as well. If you are one of the people who doucheballnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-798236242002-08-04T18:58:00.000-06:002006-10-05T21:01:06.916-06:00A huge thank you to Toni for giving me permission to place the above picture on Scott's weblog. I think that this is one of the best pictures I've ever seen of Scott. It is from July 4, 2000. It was Scott's last 4th of July spent with his SLC friends. Here is one that's a little dark, but it's from that same party with some of us pulling "retard faces": Scott's brother Jeff is to Scott's rightdoucheballnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-798146042002-08-04T13:56:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:51.243-06:00The funeral and wake for Scott is over. It was everything I had hoped it would be, and on a personal level it helped me to move on some, and I suspect it did the same for the many people in attendance. I would estimate at least 100 people showed for the funeral. Jeff , his older brother Bill and his wife Sharyl spoke, as did their sister Tanya. Kimberly Wren (Bill's daughter) gave the openingdoucheballnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-797446342002-08-02T12:58:00.000-06:002006-10-05T21:03:08.566-06:00Scott Allen Vice Our loving son, brother, uncle and friend, Scott Allen, 37, passed away July 29, 2002, in Denver, Colo. Scott, a twin to Jeff, was born Feb. 2, 1965, in San Gabriel, Calif., to Vital Joseph Vice and Zelda Christine Pyles. He grew up in Payson, Utah, graduating from Payson High School in 1983. A loyal Ute fan, Scott received his Bachelor's of Science in Psychology from the doucheballnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-797098162002-08-01T17:51:00.000-06:002006-10-05T21:13:41.160-06:00Hello. This is Dylan, a friend of Scott's. I just wanted to post here for those of you who haven't read Scott's brother's (Jeff Vice) comments on the comments system: Scott Allen Vice was found dead in his apartment Monday, July 29th. Jeff wanted me to convey how sorry he is for us all. He is also grateful that Scott had so many wonderful friends... and that you were all able to have him as doucheballnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-793210012002-07-23T16:47:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:51.551-06:00I know I'm apologizing a lot lately, but...
I've been busy. Busy, busy. And will continue to be busy.
So just be patient, okay?Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-792721372002-07-22T15:17:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:51.775-06:00Random shtuff (typo intentional)
Number 1
It's the girl's birthday tomorrow and we don't really have any special plans, other than a nice dinner. I've already given her a couple things early (both because she spotted them lying around my apartment and because she was feeling a little low about coming back here after her long break from school) and have to pick up a couple more tomorrow (they'reSkattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-792718032002-07-22T15:09:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:51.949-06:00A big ol' long-distance birthday hug
It's Weenie's birthday. Go over and send her love, will you?Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-792694762002-07-22T14:10:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:52.034-06:00Ugh, redux!
So I rolled out of bed a little after 1 today. "Why", you ask? "Well", I reply, "I had dry heaves and what felt like the beginnings of a migraine last night. And I tried to sleep them off in the night but was still drained this morning".
It was sweet of the girl to stay and baby sit me last night, even though I think she was rather disappointed, since she wanted to go back to her Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-792304892002-07-21T16:07:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:52.072-06:00Ugh!
I really am sorry I haven't posted until now... I've just been keeping busy with school stuff (more Twins testing) and spending time with the returned girl, so I just haven't been around much. We did manage to squeeze "Decalogue" 3 and 4 last night. But mostly, I've just been exhausted. And I'm finally gonna mow the lawn tonight. It sounds thrilling, no?Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-791559462002-07-19T11:08:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:52.358-06:00What is it with people?
So the girl and I decided to go see the re-release of "2001: A Space Odyssey" last night (it was the last night of the showing, and I won't go into it too much, as it might make me look geekier than I already seem, except to say that the movie has to be seen on the screen to truly appreciate it. And while it may be somewhat dated, a lot of it still stands up remarkably Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-791251632002-07-18T17:19:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:54.331-06:00Yeah, I am a little sick of the heat, already
Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaad... I thought my apartment was bad, until I spent lots of time at her place. But I can safely say now that my place is positively chilly, compared to that burning pit (nice as it is).
With that in mind, I've had no energy, really. The heat just saps any energy I have. The sad part is I have to work tomorrow and this weekend, and I'mSkattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-790816752002-07-17T16:18:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:54.495-06:00Nothing much to say, really
Sorry no update until now, but the girl came in late last night and I've been spending time, catching up with her, then had clinic.
Plus, I didn't really have much to say. And I was feeling a bit self-conscious about the declining number of visitors (fixed yet another typo. Thanks, Toni!) and responses to my posts. So I'm just kind of thinking that over.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-790267442002-07-16T11:49:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:54.622-06:00Yes, I'm getting a late start again
I actually woke up at a normal hour (8 am), after an odd night's sleep, but I felt really achy and nauseous. So I've been trying to push past that and get moving, so far unsuccessfully.
Last night was spent getting passable Mexican food with John, which turned into a mistake, I'm afraid. Seems dinner also included two beers and a tequila shot, which was Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-789833282002-07-15T12:45:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:54.800-06:00Oh, and just briefly
A "bad" part of having to pick the girl up tomorrow is that I'll "miss out" on a screening of K-19: The Widowmaker. I note this simply because I start laughing loudly every time a preview comes on and I hear Harrison Ford's hilariously awful Russian accent.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-789830332002-07-15T12:36:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:54.874-06:00Oh, and about the visit
It was nice and laidback. There were folks we didn't get to see (notably John, who was busy seeing the overpriced LoDo Music Festival Friday night {sorry, but $25 to see short sets by Neko Case and They Might Be Giants just doesn't appeal} and some of his friends who were in town this weekend), but I think both Jeff and I needed a chill weekend.
So Friday we spent Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-789818042002-07-15T12:05:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.315-06:00Yes, I am being a lazy schmuck
I think it's the hot weather, but I just don't really feel like moving right now. I finished up breakfast a while ago (my holy trio of fluids {water, coffee, and orange juice}, with a huge leftover buckwheat pancake from breakfast yesterday and applesauce) and have just been kind of putzing about a bit.
It's kind of a carryover from yesterday, after my brother Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-789560342002-07-14T20:52:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.420-06:00For my worrywart friends...
Yes, my brother got home safely.
And the girl will be back tomorrow.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-789455902002-07-14T15:11:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.447-06:00So my brother's on his way back to Utah...
I'll recap the weekend events later, but (for now) am just content to stay inside, with a fan blowing on me. I thought about trying to mow the lawn (it needs it) tonight, when the sun goes down a bit and if it ever cools off, but we'll see. I was out earlier, just walking over to Walgreen's to pick up a prescription, and it was ridiculously hot, to the Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-789113082002-07-13T13:56:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.474-06:00In case you're wondering...
Yeah, my evil twin got here. Just hanging out and getting out of the house. So I'll report back later this weekend.
Have fun, y'all.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-788680462002-07-12T10:25:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.548-06:00I don't know whether it's my mood...
Or the stuff I'm reading, or what, but this has me pretty suspicious, I have to admit. But I'm just going to keep my big yap shut for the time being and see how it all unfolds.
In other news, my brother called early this morning to inform me that he's on his way here. So that's good news, and I'm looking forward to visiting and getting around town. I'm stillSkattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-788323712002-07-11T14:12:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.561-06:00And what I didn't say about yesterday is...
I found a cheap copy of James Loewen's Lies My Teacher Told Me, a very thought-provoking book about how inaccurate and biased high school American history books are. I sat on the bus leafing through it, clucking my tongue every so often.
If you haven't seen the book, I highly recommend it (not to be a salesman or anything), mostly because I think it'sSkattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-788292342002-07-11T12:53:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.575-06:00Kind of a "do nothing" couple of days
Oh, sure, I went to clinic yesterday. Rode my bike out to the comics store to satisfy my fix. Stopped by the little "Happy Hour" get together for a while, then wandered over to Mustard's Last Stand for dinner (got pelted with hail and rain the whole way there and back, interestingly).
And when I got home, it really hit me that I wasn't feeling well. Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-787842502002-07-10T11:43:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.618-06:00One of those odd days
You know, the ones that really just make you think?
Yesterday didn't start off that way, really. I went in to discuss my assessment case with my clinical supervisor (and it was nice that she asked me a question about an interview she had done with a different case, which makes me think my clinical opinion is somewhat validated, at least), and I had sort of tenuous plans toSkattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-787360612002-07-09T10:36:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.743-06:00I almost forgot
While I was waiting for the bus (heading down to the mall to catch that movie), I was busy reading some more of 9-11. I was standing outside the bus shelter, exposed to the sun, but felt like it was better than being in the shelter with the heavy-set woman who was sucking down her cigarette like there was no tomorrow (and why is it that smokers seem to think it's okay for them toSkattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-787344672002-07-09T09:53:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.754-06:00Oh, and by the way
I did like the "Powerpuff Girls" movie. Call me crazy, but I thought it was kind of sweet and fun. Sure, it went on a bit too long at times, but it made up for that with lots of monkeys. And how can you go wrong with monkeys?
But, somehow, those two clowns, Ebert and Roeper, gave it "thumb's down", while giving a "thumb's up" to that awful-looking "Crocodile Hunter" movie. Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-787342082002-07-09T09:46:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.763-06:00Hey, it's juvenile but it made me laugh
What can I say? Look for yourself here. Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-786964402002-07-08T13:07:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.796-06:00Fuggit
I'm bored, I'm restless, and I wanna get out of the house, so I'm going to see this. Really. I'll report back when I return.
Meanwhile, discuss amongst yourselves. The topic is whether restaurants can possibly provide enough sauce (inspired by this post by Dylan).Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-786880452002-07-08T08:59:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.813-06:00I need new friends
Oh, I'm not talking about the folks I know in scattered places, who are (largely) communicative, kind, and stay in touch admirably despite the distance (there are a few people living far away who are pretty flaky, too, but I can't really begrudge them that entirely, since I have this tendency to fall out of e-touch). I'm talking about the folks living here. Close by. Who don'tSkattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-786478992002-07-07T07:59:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.844-06:00Slow-moving this morning
Like a herd of elephants with no compunction to go anywhere in a hurry.
Seriously. I'm just putzing, taking my sweet time eating my Pop-Tart breakfast, downing my coffee, checking my e-mail, and other rot.
It's not like today will be bad, just kind of tedious for a while (sort of like yesterday). But it's the getting up early, when I really don't want to, that's so Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-786170182002-07-06T08:25:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.856-06:00Ugh
Ugh, ugh, ugh.
Have I expressed to you how much I hate getting up early on my weekends? Well, I do, and here I am showered, dressed, having eaten, finishing off the last of my morning coffee before heading over to school to play case manager for data collection.
Ugh.
Yesterday was pretty much nondescript, since I came in to make up folders for the cases this weekend (and spent forever Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-786060862002-07-05T22:17:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.875-06:00By the way, I would have posted all that hours earlier...
But Blogger was undergoing maintenance all day.
I won't bitch. I won't.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-785882592002-07-05T10:16:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.891-06:00So did everybody have a nice July 4th?
Mine wasn't actually too bad. I spent a large part of the day on the phone, either calling folks or talking to them. It was kind of nice to connect that way, and it made the day feel a little more relaxed. In most other ways, it was pretty slack, as I went to school and downloaded the trailer for "The Two Towers" (I did it to avoid having to go see "Men in Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-785649792002-07-04T16:47:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.910-06:00God, is my face red...
The LoDo Music Festival is next weekend.
And the liquor stores are open today.
Excuse me while I go hide my face in shame.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-785529602002-07-04T10:13:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.948-06:00I have to apologize for the confusion
At first I couldn't understand why Weenie thought I was going to be in SLC today, and then I re-read one of my posts and saw where something I wrote could have been taken that way. No, folks, I'm still here in Denver, and chances are I won't be visiting until the end of July. And no, I still don't have more than nebulous plans for the day (although the Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-785121442002-07-03T10:11:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.962-06:00I've become a stats watcher
Really. SiteMeter has become my ally, and I find myself checking to see how many folks have visited, what the referral logs say (thankfully, the hordes looking for "photos of Sikh women urinating" seem to have diminished), and what kind of comments have been left behind.
Check that. I'm making myself sound more obsessed than I am, which isn't really the case. Yes, I Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-784790952002-07-02T15:23:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:55.988-06:00So that happened
No sooner was I all spiffied up and ready than I got a call letting me know that my assessment case cancelled for this morning. Nothing like getting up early and scrambling, just to find out it was all absolutely unnecessary.
So, instead, I've been running around doing very little (stopping by the used bookstore, trading in some used cds, that kind of thing) and trying to stay Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-784649622002-07-02T09:10:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:56.037-06:00Oh, and in amusing (and unamusing) local news
Our watering restrictions started today (every third day, day depending on your street address), so I'll have to let my roomies know, since they started watering this morning (which is not our watering day).
And the Mexican place I ripped on the other day (Chez Jose)...? It won the editorial award for "Best Burrito" from CitySearch. Uh huh. No lie. Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-784647712002-07-02T09:06:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:56.051-06:00Another one of those lame, short and hurried posts
I've gotta start getting ready to do another neuropsych assessment session, which means I have to down my coffee, shave, shower, dress, brush my teeth, and grab all my testing materials. It's always fun being in a hurry, but (somehow) it always turns out this way.
Yesterday was pretty uneventful. I tried to help the girl out with some long Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-784384822002-07-01T17:33:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:56.063-06:00And, to stir another hornet's nest...
In answer to Dylan, no, I am not a believer in astrology. The only real value (for me) in posting the astrological forecasts is filler, when I'm feeling pretty uncreative.
Yeah, it is a little off-putting when the forecasts are eerily accurate, but that happens so very rarely that chance alone would seem to support being right once in a while.
(And, by Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-784368852002-07-01T16:45:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:56.082-06:00So you're probably wondering why I ain't sayin' much
So when I went to post this morning, there was some trouble. Stupid Blogger. And I couldn't even respond to comments, which was rather embarrassing and irritating. But I guess I shouldn't complain. I guess...
Instead, I was off being overly diligent for my RA job, making sure stuff is in place for testing this weekend. Then I mailed off a Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-783843602002-06-30T09:44:00.000-06:002008-05-21T10:44:56.096-06:00Hooooooooookay...
So about yesterday... It turned out to be a lot more eventful than I really thought it would be, honestly. I was really slow in getting started, partly because it was so hot outside, and I spotted a couple yard sales as I was walking to the bus stop, stupidly running home to call one of my friends to let her know that one of the sales had decent-looking furniture, since I knew Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-783536082002-06-29T10:41:00.000-06:002002-06-29T10:45:36.000-06:00And, briefly...
There is also a retrospective on John Sayles this weekend, at the new indie locale downtown. Sayles himself will be there Sunday night for a screening of "Matewan", but I'm not sure if I'll make it there or not...
And since I can't avoid being a loudmouth at times, let me just say (in response to this fuss about "The Pledge") that people are such babies. The guy who sued about Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-783532772002-06-29T10:29:00.000-06:002002-06-29T10:34:29.000-06:00So, yeah...
Here I am, awake again, and a bit dopey... I got up this morning to find that the bag o' coffee I bought yesterday hadn't been ground, so I had to stumble over to the coffee shop to get them to grind the beans. Thankfully, they threw in a free latte for the mistake, which managed to open my eyes a bit.
I had planned to see CQ last night at the Mayan, but the periodic rain drops kindSkattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-783142902002-06-28T09:11:00.000-06:002002-06-28T09:11:37.940-06:00So the good news is...
I pretty much slept through the night (11:30 until about 6:30).
The bad news is that I only thought I had the day off, but I still have a few things I have to do today, sadly. Ugh! And I was looking forward to just vegging, with three episodes of "The Wire" (courtesy of my brother), seven episodes of "Scrubs", and "Saving Silverman". There will still be time for all that,Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-782694212002-06-27T08:32:00.000-06:002002-06-27T08:32:56.500-06:00And in my never-ending quest to complain every day
Let me just note that I'm doing data double-checking again today. Will the madness never end?
Yesterday I actually goton my bike for the first time in a while, and it felt good to ride, even if it was only out to the comics store (about 5 miles round-trip) and in 90 degree temperatures... But I was happy with that, and the exercise felt good. Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-782692242002-06-27T08:26:00.000-06:002002-06-27T08:28:35.000-06:00This is why I complain about lack of sleep
I just knew this...Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-782237222002-06-26T08:42:00.000-06:002002-06-26T08:42:26.540-06:00On the run again
My erratic sleep is really starting to bug me... It's not too hot, the bed's not uncomfortable. I'm not sure what it is. But I'm falling asleep early, not sleeping through the night, and waking up ridiculously early, unable to get back to sleep. Ugh!
I'm back on data this morning, which should be awful, but at least it will get done and I'll be finished with it (once we get Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-781775192002-06-25T08:24:00.000-06:002002-06-25T08:24:40.590-06:00I gotta be brief
I start a neuropsych assessment case in about half an hour, and I'm dragging this morning... I had a hard time sleeping for some reason.
Yesterday was again okay... I went to see a matinee showing of "Insomnia", which was an interesting experience. Seems I was told I'd need to check my backpack for some reason, even though I showed them the contents (which included an empty Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-781371322002-06-24T10:31:00.000-06:002002-06-27T17:55:59.000-06:00Just can't get started (again)
It's not really like I have much to do, really, other than going in to talk to my clinical supervisor about the assessment case I start tomorrow and checking in with the project manager about the weekend testing. It really won't take all that long, and my supervisor isn't even available until the afternoon, anyway.
So I've been taking my sweet time, just lying in Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-780951802002-06-23T08:17:00.000-06:002002-06-23T08:17:27.100-06:00Oh, and another thing
I think the plantar wart is back. Seriously. I guess it's time to get the sucker frozen off.
And I'm still waking up, after a restless sleep. I already showered and ate, but just can't seem to get moving. It's sad, since I'm case managing today, and I have to go from about 9 until 4. I'm really hoping this coffee kicks in soon.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-780846642002-06-22T22:06:00.000-06:002002-06-22T22:06:34.420-06:00So the house sit ends tomorrow
I'll be sad to be not seeing the pooch. And having a car has been nice.
I got the afternoon off, so I checked out BuskerFest, which seemed pretty disappointing this year (and not just because of the annoying crowds). So after some time with the pooch, I treated myself to a couple movies, "Thirteen Conversations About One Thing" (which was okay, but a tad Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-780641422002-06-22T08:35:00.000-06:002002-06-22T08:35:32.933-06:00So yes, I'm working again this weekend
Just finishing up with breakfast as I type. It may be a short day, as one family never called to confirm, so I may have the afternoon off. If so, I may head to LoDo to check out BuskerFest (with a bunch of street performers taking to the sidewalks and streets), assuming the rain has stopped.
Last night was interesting, as I blew off an invite to go to Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-780277652002-06-21T09:24:00.000-06:002002-06-21T09:24:03.126-06:00Ehhhhhhhhhhh...
I was asleep by 11:30 last night. Pretty sad, really, but I just felt drained. I think it's mostly that my body is trying to catch up on all the sleep it lost over the academic year (or at least that's my theory). But then it's sad when I keep waking at 7. Maybe I'm developing that weird old person tendency to fall asleep early and rise at a ridiculous hour?
Anyway, I didn't do Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-780039492002-06-20T19:13:00.000-06:002002-06-20T19:13:14.376-06:00Well, I got out of double-checking
I didn't really do anything constructive with my time, though. And now I'm just sitting here being bored at the clinic desk, playing Solitaire (computer, of course, since anything else would require energy that I just don't have).
Help me. Really. I'm bored. B-O-R-E-D. BORED. BORED.
Get the hint?Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-779821982002-06-20T09:28:00.000-06:002002-06-20T09:28:58.826-06:00Heigh-ho, heigh-ho...
Off to do data I go...
Not much to report, really. I slept in a bit today (until 8:30), just because my body felt like it really needed it. I have a pretty lame day planned, since I have to double-check the data entry for a good chunk of the day, then run up to the house-sit, and come back to sit at the clinic desk from 6 until 8. Yeah, I know it sounds thrilling to you, Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-779390232002-06-19T10:33:00.000-06:002002-06-19T10:37:38.000-06:00Get to know me!!!!
As other foolhardy adventurers (Miss Elle,
Susan, Lestah) have done, I made up a quiz about me. Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-779383472002-06-19T10:15:00.000-06:002002-06-19T10:39:02.000-06:00So yesterday
It was another smoky day, starting the moment I walked out my front door. Seriously, it was hanging in the air like low-lying haze. A gloomy start.
(And, before you ask, the fires are still far away from here... It's just the winds that blow that crap our way. So it's awful for breathing, but we're not going to burn anytime soon.)
Anyway, I went in to do data double-checking, but Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-779377492002-06-19T09:59:00.000-06:002002-06-19T09:59:23.763-06:00BGV, GBV, GBV, GBV
So, as part of my day, I managed to pick up the new Guided by Voices (I'm listening to it right now, so can't really offer much in the way of an opinion). It's kind of funny, because the car I've been driving has radio/cd/tape player, and I haven't been able to locate the cd insert (it's not in the trunk, by the way). So I've been listening to tapes (they only had one cd in Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-778901012002-06-18T08:45:00.000-06:002002-06-18T08:45:34.276-06:00Miscellaneous stuff
Ho-hum. Just been reading comics.
We are still going to see Cirque Du Soleil, but not until she comes back from her trip in the middle of July. It'll actually be better, since there are more seats available (we had waited so long that the only seats available were not together).
I've decided to give "Scrubs" a try, since NBC is showing multiple episodes next week. And I'm Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-778899832002-06-18T08:42:00.000-06:002002-06-18T08:42:41.993-06:00And about my interesting day
I don't know that I really did much that I could have. I'm not sure if the heat is sapping my energy or what.
But I was going to return the research videos the girl and I copied, but nobody was there. And I just couldn't bring myself to enter data.
So, instead, I went up to visit the pooch (she's so much mellower than she has been on previous house-sits) and then Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-778476052002-06-17T09:23:00.000-06:002002-06-17T09:23:35.250-06:00Oh, and Electric Wizard tonight
*Ahem*
They're stoner-style metal from Britain, in kind of a Fu Manchu vein. I'm not really into them, but it should be a blast to see John wig out for them, I think.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-778475582002-06-17T09:22:00.000-06:002002-06-17T09:22:05.640-06:00I am still alive, I assure you
I tried to relax a bit yesterday, after dropping her off at the airport (and yes, we were actually early getting her there, if you can believe that). I stopped by the house sit and checked on the sweet pooch, took her to the park for some fetch, and then headed out, coming back here to shower, and then going off for some Denver exploring.
I've decided I like Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-777863182002-06-15T14:41:00.000-06:002002-06-15T14:41:55.183-06:00Busy, busy, busy
And I'm sorry about that. Just been going to social functions, disc golfing, watching videos, and helping the girl get ready for her trip.
Oh, and I'm housesitting. So excuse my lack of updatedness.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-777406192002-06-14T08:43:00.000-06:002002-06-14T08:43:47.713-06:00I needed a relaxing day. I got one.
I had to do a little bit of data entry and tried to help another grad student out with her webpage, but otherwise took it pretty easy. The girl went off to see the Russian Ballet perform "Don Quixote" (not one of my favorite ballets, honestly) with a friend from school, so John and I went out for Thai food (my third time in six days, and third different Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-777404022002-06-14T08:37:00.000-06:002002-06-14T08:37:15.710-06:00A lil' public apology
Not that he'll necessarily even see it, but I got so busy with finals and stuff that I completely spaced on my friend Kurt's birthday (it was June 8th). God, do I ever suck. I'm sorry, buddy.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-776987642002-06-13T09:02:00.000-06:002002-06-13T09:03:44.000-06:00What am I doing up early...?
I'm glad you asked... Well, I'm listening to the newest Elvis Costello (which I still find extremely disappointing, sadly), drinking coffee, and trying to wake up, so I can go finish up the data entry for my summer RA job (at least finish it for a while). And I actually slept pretty well in the futon (I was so excited to sleep on a real bed of sorts that I had to Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-776708102002-06-12T15:57:00.000-06:002002-06-12T15:57:46.303-06:00So I really wasn't around this morning...
I've been trying to get some quality time with the girl before she leaves for about a month, after all.
But yesterday was fairly eventful, I guess...
First, I did go pick up a used futon with frame, so I have a real bed now, sort of. And I dismantled the old, broken iron frame for one of my living room futons, setting that futon up more comfortably forSkattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-776094082002-06-11T08:10:00.000-06:002002-06-11T08:10:20.240-06:00Not really all that eventful, honestly
Just did a lot of data entry, went to lunch with my advisor (she bought me and her other grad student lunch at a kind of "eh" Thai place, but I shouldn't complain since it was free and she was being so nice), did some more data entry, went to the local dive for a while to celebrate with a grad student who successfully defended her master's, and then came Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-775669812002-06-10T09:14:00.000-06:002002-06-10T09:14:57.190-06:00Colorado's burning...
Um, actually, I shouldn't assume things are as bad today as they were yesterday, since I've yet to be outside and my windows are closed, but...
So the girl was mad at me because I didn't want to go to that barbecue (she took it as a personal offense, even though I explained that the smoke and ash were already bad enough and additional smoke would be awful for me). So I Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-775377882002-06-09T15:10:00.000-06:002002-06-09T15:10:00.563-06:00It's surreal
Really. There's a big forest fire about 60 miles away, and the wind is blowing the smoke and ash straight into Denver, so it looks like some bizarre scene out of a disaster movie. There's supposed to be a big grad student barbecue that I'm guessing ain't gonna happen.
Oh, and I'm listening to Tom Waits, which is pretty apropos to the weirdness, I'd say.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-775290902002-06-09T08:15:00.000-06:002002-06-09T08:16:28.000-06:00Mmmmmm, Thai food
Goong cho chee and tofu jungle curry, that is.
That was really the highlight of yesterday, which was mostly eaten up by RA work and helping the girl on an errand. But hey, at least I slept 6 hours straight for a change.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-775058382002-06-08T12:46:00.000-06:002002-06-08T12:46:02.686-06:00So about last night...
The girl went out on some event with other females from the prgram, so I hung out with John and his brother. It turned out to be somewhat amusing, though.
It started out at the Stadium, playing some "Golden Tee 2003" and drinking a couple beers, watching the Lakers toy with the Nets, and listening to John and Mike squabble with each other (with Mike teasing John about Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-774995782002-06-08T08:37:00.000-06:002002-06-08T08:37:31.800-06:00Did I tell ya my wart's gone?
Well, I think it is.
I'm off to do weekend RA work, but I'll be back to tell the story of my exciting night. Oo, I bet you're all tingly with anticipation.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-774694002002-06-07T11:50:00.000-06:002002-06-07T11:50:21.706-06:00Stupid Blogger (the umpteenth iteration)
So I had this lovely commentary prepared, and of course Blogger got funky just as I went to post it.
*sigh*
Oh, well. It was mostly about how relieved I was to be done with a tough quarter, how the girl and I went out for a celebratory dinner (and I got yummy tempeh tacos) and then watched taped "Osbournes", and about how I'm training for my case Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-774390432002-06-06T17:34:00.000-06:002002-06-06T17:34:58.596-06:00Finished!
Thank God. Honestly. Now I can relax, at least for a little while.
Oh, and in case you didn't hear DeeDee Ramone died last night of an overdose. What the hell...?Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-774231832002-06-06T10:36:00.000-06:002002-06-06T10:36:43.416-06:00Briefly, and then back to work...
I'm done studying for this final, and now I have 6 hours to do it. Ugh again.
It just hit me that I won't even really get a chance to relax, since I have to train on Friday and then work on Saturday and Sunday. And the girl is leaving for an extended period of time the next weekend (almost a month). Poop.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-774069882002-06-05T23:07:00.000-06:002002-06-05T23:07:29.483-06:00One down, one to go
Wish me luck. I might need it. It's due at 5 tomorrow.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-773804702002-06-05T10:56:00.000-06:002002-06-05T10:56:22.940-06:00Ugh!
Working on finals. Very stressed. That's all to report right now.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-773394772002-06-04T12:23:00.000-06:002002-06-04T12:23:49.750-06:00Oh, and about yesterday
Things are smoother with the girl. We're both still a bit sore, but I think it has more to do with both of us being stressed about finals. We ended up talking some things through, and went to grab dinner with John and his brother Mike (bad Greek food, which was much regretted by all, I think), and I finished my take home final, then studied a bit for today's in class Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-773393472002-06-04T12:18:00.000-06:002002-06-04T12:18:59.446-06:00So two finals down...
Two to go. Wish me luck. Really.
Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-773322552002-06-04T09:01:00.000-06:002002-06-04T09:02:07.000-06:00In other news...
Hahahahahahahaha...
Oh, sorry. That's probably mean (the photo is a publicity still of Jennifer Garner as "Elektra" in the upcoming "Daredevil" movie, by the way)...Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-773318572002-06-04T08:49:00.000-06:002002-06-04T08:49:00.600-06:00Excuse me...
I have a Behavioral Neurology final in a litttle over an hour, so I'm gonna go cram a little more, so (hopefully) I'll update later.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-772979982002-06-03T13:24:00.000-06:002002-06-03T13:24:37.076-06:00Yeah, I'm procrastinating...
What of it?
SimilarMinds.com Compatibility Test Your match with Tabitha
you are 73% similar
you are 87% complimentary
How Compatible are You with me?
Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-772914892002-06-03T10:25:00.000-06:002002-06-03T10:25:51.230-06:00And as for the visiting part...
It was nice. We sucked, in that we didn't end up going to Six Flags Elitch Gardens, as we'd discussed (I think Jeff and I discouraged it and Dylan just went along, so I hope he wasn't too disappointed), but there was lots of going to music stores (even if Dylan kept forgetting his WaxTrax gift certificate every friggin' time), some comics shops, a trip to the 16thSkattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-772911912002-06-03T10:17:00.000-06:002002-06-03T10:18:04.000-06:00So the boyos just left...
It was nice having visitors, even if I made Dylan feel guilty because he kept breaking stuff (just kidding, but I'm sure he'll appreciate the jest when he gets home). Unfortunately, now I have to get busy studying for one in-class final and do some work on three take home finals. Yes, it is not fun. Very true. Yes.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-771015402002-05-29T08:37:00.000-06:002002-05-29T09:18:44.000-06:00Hell, everybody else is doing it, so why shouldn't I...?
I don't know where Weenie found the link, but it gets me out of having to really organize some entry today, when I'm feeling exhausted...
IF YOU COULD BUILD A HOUSE ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD IT BE?
Somewhere in the Pacific Northwest, preferably close to Seattle or Portland. I just really like the area and the climate, honestly.
WHAT'S YOUR Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-770656632002-05-28T09:34:00.000-06:002002-05-28T09:49:49.000-06:00Oh, and this weekend should be nice, too...
A chance to relax before finals, since my brother and Dylan will be in town. There will be record shopping, disc golf, Elvis Costello, and more, I think.Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-770655752002-05-28T09:32:00.000-06:002002-05-28T09:32:17.613-06:00So I'm feeling a bit better...
It's remarkable what a few days without school can do, although I wish it had been a week. Mostly, I just vegged out, although I went disc golfing twice on Saturday (and got sunburnt, even though it wasn't that hot), played "Golden Tee 2003" twice, tried to watch "From Hell" (wound up fastforwarding because it was soooooooooooooooooooooooo bad), watched some taped Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044815.post-769360092002-05-24T14:14:00.000-06:002002-05-24T14:14:26.370-06:00Sorry, so sorry (again)
I was sick with allergies/asthma yesterday (went to see an allergist, which was a fun experience, since his testing made me sick again... At least it kind of illustrated the problem). It looks like we're going to work on an asthma management plan to help things, although I think it's mostly environmental triggers setting things off.
Oh, and it snowed a little bit last Skattieboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10458139124913198993noreply@blogger.com0