GAWD I love “Bad Reporter”.
It’s in the SF Chronicle several times a week. This is one of my favorites.
musings
So, I’m okay for now.
But I have to go back next year to check a spot. Yuck. I’m glad I can defer that terror for the next 11 months or so.
I’m going to be fine.
At least, that had BETTER be what they tell me! Creepy boobie dream: Last night, I dreamt that i had razorblades for fingernails. And I dug into my left breast and eventually pulled out a … Read more
They scheduled another mammogram for tomorrow afternoon.
It took me four weeks to get the original screening. I’m trying not to be scared.
I’m scared.
No shame in that. But I called the doctor’s office, and they want me to wait until I hear back from them before going back for another screening. I’ve got to stop crying nervously! I’m … Read more
Crisis.
I just noticed that there is no PIL on my iPod. How could I let that happen. Here I am, humming “World Destruction” with no method to get it out of my head. Ouch!
TEH L33735T W1FE EVAR strikes again…
Now Stevie has almost the entire collection of Hunnicutt books. Just missing Abrams and (I think) Patton.
Tomorrow, I have to get my boobs squished.
Yuck. But it’s important to get that screening mammogram.
Funny co-worker bit #2.
Another co-worker, whose wife had their first child over the weekend, posted a pic named “omfg.jpg”. I love that name. Very cute baby, too. Not much of the “plucked chicken” look.
Ah, a beautiful Saturday morning…
… and I’m off to work. Still, no big deal. It’s just easier to get certain things done on the quiet weekend days. Also, I pigged out on KFC last night — the SHAME of … Read more
I’ve been keeping an online food log for awhile now.
A long while, in fact. Over at FitDay. But I only recently supplemented this with a notebook. Every thing I eat I note the time, how hungry I felt (1-5), and what it was. And … Read more