Wednesday, January 26, 2005
bleagh
I'm tired.
Had my ENT appointment; the (semi-cute, I must say, very normal looking) doctor felt up my neck and let me know I had some HOTT HOTT swollen lymph nodes. Probly still left over from that stupid infection. Anyway, he says the lump on my jaw is most likely just a leftover swollen lymph node -- I thought they went away within a few months, but he said they can take longer. So taking the lovely antibiotics was pointless. Oh, yay.
Rabbit is over her pneumonia. So that's good. Not a big fan of the inhaler, Rabbit.
WE CLOSED ON THE MORTGAGE! Hahaha, it's such good news that I keep forgetting about it. It's so weird to have it all finalized, after the last three years of flux. And they're rolling our credit cards into the loan, so I don't have those hanging over my head anymore. 23% APR, GOODBYE. Now we just have to deal with medical bills (no interest, so we'll survive) and family loans.
I'm so excited about painting the place and putting in a vegetable garden and a fire-circle thing on the fringe of the woods. (A SAFE fire-circle thing, please calm down.) We've never painted before, and my mind's aboggle with all the colors I want to use. I think I've decided on lime green and some kind of bright (or maybe light) blue for Rabbit's bathroom. And red (not sure what shade yet) for either the dining/living room or the kitchen. So much fun.
Um, what else? I'm kicking ass on the original Buffy xbox game, and I have the bruised thumb to prove it. It's strange to have time to play a video game.
We are swamped at work, so I should go finish up for the day before the pile of paper on my desk devours me. It looks like it could destroy me AND enjoy it.
Here, have a link that's all the rage with the cool kids: Dooce. Seriously, I've seen that blog referenced in different forums recently as much as Pamie was in the olden days. She deserves it, too, she's pretty damn funny.
Oh, and here's another one: Go Fug Yourself. Ah, the perfect way to waste a Friday night while you wait for an e-mail to go through at work. (Yes, FRIDAY NIGHT. I'm Miz Excitement up in here.)
Had my ENT appointment; the (semi-cute, I must say, very normal looking) doctor felt up my neck and let me know I had some HOTT HOTT swollen lymph nodes. Probly still left over from that stupid infection. Anyway, he says the lump on my jaw is most likely just a leftover swollen lymph node -- I thought they went away within a few months, but he said they can take longer. So taking the lovely antibiotics was pointless. Oh, yay.
Rabbit is over her pneumonia. So that's good. Not a big fan of the inhaler, Rabbit.
WE CLOSED ON THE MORTGAGE! Hahaha, it's such good news that I keep forgetting about it. It's so weird to have it all finalized, after the last three years of flux. And they're rolling our credit cards into the loan, so I don't have those hanging over my head anymore. 23% APR, GOODBYE. Now we just have to deal with medical bills (no interest, so we'll survive) and family loans.
I'm so excited about painting the place and putting in a vegetable garden and a fire-circle thing on the fringe of the woods. (A SAFE fire-circle thing, please calm down.) We've never painted before, and my mind's aboggle with all the colors I want to use. I think I've decided on lime green and some kind of bright (or maybe light) blue for Rabbit's bathroom. And red (not sure what shade yet) for either the dining/living room or the kitchen. So much fun.
Um, what else? I'm kicking ass on the original Buffy xbox game, and I have the bruised thumb to prove it. It's strange to have time to play a video game.
We are swamped at work, so I should go finish up for the day before the pile of paper on my desk devours me. It looks like it could destroy me AND enjoy it.
Here, have a link that's all the rage with the cool kids: Dooce. Seriously, I've seen that blog referenced in different forums recently as much as Pamie was in the olden days. She deserves it, too, she's pretty damn funny.
Oh, and here's another one: Go Fug Yourself. Ah, the perfect way to waste a Friday night while you wait for an e-mail to go through at work. (Yes, FRIDAY NIGHT. I'm Miz Excitement up in here.)
