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I love Rachel Maddow. I just want to put that out there. Her show (9PM EST MSNBC) is the highlight of my day. Which says volumes about my typical day.
Do mice hibernate? I should know this. I do know this. The answer is no. They move indoors during the winter. I was just hoping that they hibernate, because I'm getting tired of tossing rodent corpses off the deck day in, day out, several times a day. And why do the cats always deposit them at the door during breakfast or dinner? I suppose it's their contribution to the communal meal, but I'll pass, thank you.
I've been off prednisone for four days now, and so far so good. I have monumental fatigue, but I believe that's from being damn busy for the past few days. I still haven't wrapped my brain around the fact that I have a chronic, serious illness, and therefore I overdo it because a part of me still believes that I can just push past the fatigue and the pain. Actually all I'm doing is adding to it. You think I'd get a clue, wouldn't you? Sadly, no. Or not yet. I have hope for myself. I can learn, really!
You might (or might not) recall that the neuromuscular guru whom I saw a month ago wanted me to get a neuropsychiatric test in order to get a baseline for my mental functions. Since it was a month ago and I still hadn't heard anything, I was debating whether or not to call her and remind her when I got a letter from the clinic today. The clinic states that there is a wait time of eight months to a year for an appointment; they'll get back to me toward the end of 2009. Uh, thanks. I'm sure it'll be helpful to have a baseline set three years into my having the disease.
Aaaaand Rachel just brought up the fact that under Palin's administration, Wasilla charged rape victims for their rape kits. This is the first mention I've heard of this outside of the blogs, and it's about fucking time. Rachel also brought up that Palin said she fired the chief of police not because he wouldn't fire her ex-brother-in-law, but because he wanted to start up a unit dedicated to hunting down and prosecuting sex offenders - rapists and child molesters - and other perpetrators of violence against women and children. She can't be havin' any of that now, can she?! Based on everything I've been reading and hearing, I'm not only scared to death that she'll be elected, but I've come to despise her as well.
Then there's the financial hell back in the States. I don't for a minute think that AIG is the last of the big firms to tank. And just who is going to foot the bill for those billions of dollars gone to bail out those corporations? Why that would be you, my friends. But just remember, the fundamentals of the economy are sound, and there's no reason to be all gloom and doom, because we're just gonna be peachy, just you wait and see.
Happy thoughts. Think happy thoughts. Anyone have any?
Oh! I have one! Last night the alpacas staged a raid on Jester's horse feed. I'm not kidding. They moved the heavy water buckets out of the way, knocked the lid off the feed bin, and then tipped it over so it spilled into their part of the barn. Then they ate it all up. They're like fluffy Hell's Angels! Or a fleecey James Gang! Dar was concerned that they were going to have some gastric distress from eating Jester's food, so she cut down some grasses and twigs with leaves to offset any possible side effects. Except Delilah got a largish branch caught in her teeth so that some of the twigs and leaves were covering her eyes and the rest was hanging down out of her mouth and bumping her chest and she started to freak out before Sparky came up and pretty much pulled it out of her mouth by trying to steal some of the leaves. Maybe they're more like The Gang Who Couldn't Shoot Straight.
Do mice hibernate? I should know this. I do know this. The answer is no. They move indoors during the winter. I was just hoping that they hibernate, because I'm getting tired of tossing rodent corpses off the deck day in, day out, several times a day. And why do the cats always deposit them at the door during breakfast or dinner? I suppose it's their contribution to the communal meal, but I'll pass, thank you.
I've been off prednisone for four days now, and so far so good. I have monumental fatigue, but I believe that's from being damn busy for the past few days. I still haven't wrapped my brain around the fact that I have a chronic, serious illness, and therefore I overdo it because a part of me still believes that I can just push past the fatigue and the pain. Actually all I'm doing is adding to it. You think I'd get a clue, wouldn't you? Sadly, no. Or not yet. I have hope for myself. I can learn, really!
You might (or might not) recall that the neuromuscular guru whom I saw a month ago wanted me to get a neuropsychiatric test in order to get a baseline for my mental functions. Since it was a month ago and I still hadn't heard anything, I was debating whether or not to call her and remind her when I got a letter from the clinic today. The clinic states that there is a wait time of eight months to a year for an appointment; they'll get back to me toward the end of 2009. Uh, thanks. I'm sure it'll be helpful to have a baseline set three years into my having the disease.
Aaaaand Rachel just brought up the fact that under Palin's administration, Wasilla charged rape victims for their rape kits. This is the first mention I've heard of this outside of the blogs, and it's about fucking time. Rachel also brought up that Palin said she fired the chief of police not because he wouldn't fire her ex-brother-in-law, but because he wanted to start up a unit dedicated to hunting down and prosecuting sex offenders - rapists and child molesters - and other perpetrators of violence against women and children. She can't be havin' any of that now, can she?! Based on everything I've been reading and hearing, I'm not only scared to death that she'll be elected, but I've come to despise her as well.
Then there's the financial hell back in the States. I don't for a minute think that AIG is the last of the big firms to tank. And just who is going to foot the bill for those billions of dollars gone to bail out those corporations? Why that would be you, my friends. But just remember, the fundamentals of the economy are sound, and there's no reason to be all gloom and doom, because we're just gonna be peachy, just you wait and see.
Happy thoughts. Think happy thoughts. Anyone have any?
Oh! I have one! Last night the alpacas staged a raid on Jester's horse feed. I'm not kidding. They moved the heavy water buckets out of the way, knocked the lid off the feed bin, and then tipped it over so it spilled into their part of the barn. Then they ate it all up. They're like fluffy Hell's Angels! Or a fleecey James Gang! Dar was concerned that they were going to have some gastric distress from eating Jester's food, so she cut down some grasses and twigs with leaves to offset any possible side effects. Except Delilah got a largish branch caught in her teeth so that some of the twigs and leaves were covering her eyes and the rest was hanging down out of her mouth and bumping her chest and she started to freak out before Sparky came up and pretty much pulled it out of her mouth by trying to steal some of the leaves. Maybe they're more like The Gang Who Couldn't Shoot Straight.
