Good causes:
Octavia Butler Memorial Scholarship Fund and
Oglala Sioux Planned Parenthood.
Work is better... and yet not really at all. Oy. One more month...
I miss things fannish. I miss writing. I miss my brain. Woe.
fairmer came and saved me from myself (and possible homicide charges) this afternoon ("I need a break or I'm going to have a
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Oh, yeah, I had a car like that for a while. There was a specific spot on the console where you had to whack it to make it work, and riding with new people was always fun because about ten minutes in I'd suddenly whack the side of the radio and they'd jump.
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Omg, you were clearly driving the truck version of my '77 Volvo because I've been having the same dissonance issues with my new Toyota. And, more than 6 months later, I still have to remind myself to use the passenger side mirror. The reminder usually comes after I've made a lane change sans mirror use and go, "Oh, yeah, should have looked in the mirror. Whoops." :)
*hugs* you for all the work craziness.
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*hugs* There is less craziness! Or, at least, it's less concentrated craziness.
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