Ellllllll Jayyyyyyy
The strange thing about LJ is that I put quite a few of you on my list wayyyyy back when I was still working for the state government, but now my brain is going in the unusual directions that cancer/irradiation kick it into. I cannot figure out why you're there.
(UPDATE: Don't worry! I'm just muttering darkedly pissedly.)
Last few days I've been trying to figure out what the hell everyone wants, editorially, but I give up. I just give up.
My hair is falling out in the shower, big time. Therefore, Friday I'm getting it all shaven off. The sprout's at an overnight somewhere else tonight, so I won't do it today. I need to tell her first or she'll be over-surprised by dad's new head, and get pissed off.
Tomorrow I am going to lunch, taken by the man and woman who program for my old workplace. Two of my favorite coworkers. Along with them will come a pissy little oversensitive spinster woman who goes "Ick!" at practically everything, including anything fed at a restaurant. If she doesn't like the steroid-fested, small-brained cancer guy, fine, she can get up and walk down the freakin' road to a bagel place. I must live. Live!