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rena_librarianI should clarify. If I mention anything/anyone, and you're all, "What the heck is she talking about?" just leave a comment, I'll go into more detail in a future post. ^_-
Lol, I have LJ friends now. Go me! In poking around, I found this on gamgeefest's lj:
How many Lost characters does it take to change a lightbulb?
http://www.sf-fandom.com/vbulletin/showthread.php?p=229988
Can anyone give me a crash course in the proper HTML so that I can like, fix it where the title IS the link?
I adore Lost. Stupid ABC, two weeks of reruns before my precious Charlie is on again...
You know what? Right after I posted that I called Mom to tell her I was on the way to the hospital and she was going on and on about how much better Grandma was! YAY! When I got there she DID look much better, she'd gotten her color back--she didn't look ashen and sick like she had the night before. But they've taken her off the different medicines and stuff, so I don't know if that's a good or bad sign. (They may be just letting her live out her life without the harsh side effects, you know?)
It's so confusing. I'm taking that moment by moment, there's no anticipating anything on that front.
I stayed there for like an hour and a half last night, didn't get home until ten. (And yes, Shelly, that's why you have no chapter. I did homework and the review responses for D2D and crashed. Which reminds me, I need to post at FFN.) There were other people there when I got there, people I hadn't seen in forever. The dad and stepmother of the girl who was my best friend when I was five and six, before I met Kat. I hadn't seen them in a LONG time, they commented on how grown-up I was. That was cool.
After they left, their dad was still there. I stood at the side of the bed and held Grandma's hand for a long time, while Grandpa talked to him. Grandma seemed kind of out of it, she asked me three times if I'd worked or just gotten off work and stuff. And danged if I didn't remind myself of the Frodo/Bilbo wagon scene from RotK, except we weren't going anywhere.
But then he left and my brother/sister/niece called and Grandma talked to them and really perked up. Then Tammy, one of my cousins, came with her two little ones, that made Grandma really happy.
Her younger one, Andrea, is allergic to eggs. She was sniffling and her face was really red, and all she'd done was eat a cupcake, which had egg in it, of course. Poor thing. My cousin Debbie's third has the same thing. Poor kids.
Anyway. Grandma was looking really well by the time I left.
I feel sorry for my friend Becky. (She was in Comp II with me my second semester at college, World Lit I with me last semester, and now we have World Lit II and Acting II together.) Today we all had to hunt down stuff in the library for Acting II, long story, don't want to get into it. Well, me and Megan and Tim (who will be mentioned muchly in here, methinks) walked back to the classroom together, and Becky, the only person in the room, had her head laid down on her desk. I tried to crack a joke, thinking she was frustrated at not being able to find what she needed, but she looked up at me and she was crying. Turned out she had just been on the phone arranging for their family cat to be put to sleep. (She's a older than me, 35-ish, married with kids.) Apparently it had eaten some thread, which got wrapped around its intestines and lacerated them pretty bad, and there was no saving it. She was really upset about how she was going to tell her kids, since they won't even be able to see the poor kitty before the deed is done. The young one is only five, too, I feel sorry for him. The girls are teenager so they'll get that they couldn't let the cat suffer and all, but five...wow. That's rough.
I made a 92 on my World Civ test--ten points more than I thought! According to Ms. Richardson that was the highest grade in the class. (I didn't think I had missed that many, but then that just shows that my math is faulty at best...plus she scores complicatedly!)
OOH! Kat'll wanna know this--I BOUGHT A DDR PAD YESTERDAY! I rock. Now all I need is a PS2 and a memory card and I'm good to go, for a while anyway...
I ordered the book of "The Bumblebee Flies Anyway." Should be here in about two weeks. I bought the book of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory! YES! I love used bookstores!
Anyway. I've rambled quite long enough, I can think of nothing else to say, I have to leave in about half an hour. (For algrebra. Shout for joy.) I think I shall leave early enough to grab a cookie on my way by my work. That's the perk of working at SubWay--I get free food each day I work, and since I work every day that pretty much means I can eat whatever I want, whenever I want. (The irony is that if I want soda from the fountain they take $2.50 out of my check each week. But yeah, I signed up for that!) Anyway. More later.
Lol, I have LJ friends now. Go me! In poking around, I found this on gamgeefest's lj:
How many Lost characters does it take to change a lightbulb?
http://www.sf-fandom.com/vbulletin/showthread.php?p=229988
Can anyone give me a crash course in the proper HTML so that I can like, fix it where the title IS the link?
I adore Lost. Stupid ABC, two weeks of reruns before my precious Charlie is on again...
You know what? Right after I posted that I called Mom to tell her I was on the way to the hospital and she was going on and on about how much better Grandma was! YAY! When I got there she DID look much better, she'd gotten her color back--she didn't look ashen and sick like she had the night before. But they've taken her off the different medicines and stuff, so I don't know if that's a good or bad sign. (They may be just letting her live out her life without the harsh side effects, you know?)
It's so confusing. I'm taking that moment by moment, there's no anticipating anything on that front.
I stayed there for like an hour and a half last night, didn't get home until ten. (And yes, Shelly, that's why you have no chapter. I did homework and the review responses for D2D and crashed. Which reminds me, I need to post at FFN.) There were other people there when I got there, people I hadn't seen in forever. The dad and stepmother of the girl who was my best friend when I was five and six, before I met Kat. I hadn't seen them in a LONG time, they commented on how grown-up I was. That was cool.
After they left, their dad was still there. I stood at the side of the bed and held Grandma's hand for a long time, while Grandpa talked to him. Grandma seemed kind of out of it, she asked me three times if I'd worked or just gotten off work and stuff. And danged if I didn't remind myself of the Frodo/Bilbo wagon scene from RotK, except we weren't going anywhere.
But then he left and my brother/sister/niece called and Grandma talked to them and really perked up. Then Tammy, one of my cousins, came with her two little ones, that made Grandma really happy.
Her younger one, Andrea, is allergic to eggs. She was sniffling and her face was really red, and all she'd done was eat a cupcake, which had egg in it, of course. Poor thing. My cousin Debbie's third has the same thing. Poor kids.
Anyway. Grandma was looking really well by the time I left.
I feel sorry for my friend Becky. (She was in Comp II with me my second semester at college, World Lit I with me last semester, and now we have World Lit II and Acting II together.) Today we all had to hunt down stuff in the library for Acting II, long story, don't want to get into it. Well, me and Megan and Tim (who will be mentioned muchly in here, methinks) walked back to the classroom together, and Becky, the only person in the room, had her head laid down on her desk. I tried to crack a joke, thinking she was frustrated at not being able to find what she needed, but she looked up at me and she was crying. Turned out she had just been on the phone arranging for their family cat to be put to sleep. (She's a older than me, 35-ish, married with kids.) Apparently it had eaten some thread, which got wrapped around its intestines and lacerated them pretty bad, and there was no saving it. She was really upset about how she was going to tell her kids, since they won't even be able to see the poor kitty before the deed is done. The young one is only five, too, I feel sorry for him. The girls are teenager so they'll get that they couldn't let the cat suffer and all, but five...wow. That's rough.
I made a 92 on my World Civ test--ten points more than I thought! According to Ms. Richardson that was the highest grade in the class. (I didn't think I had missed that many, but then that just shows that my math is faulty at best...plus she scores complicatedly!)
OOH! Kat'll wanna know this--I BOUGHT A DDR PAD YESTERDAY! I rock. Now all I need is a PS2 and a memory card and I'm good to go, for a while anyway...
I ordered the book of "The Bumblebee Flies Anyway." Should be here in about two weeks. I bought the book of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory! YES! I love used bookstores!
Anyway. I've rambled quite long enough, I can think of nothing else to say, I have to leave in about half an hour. (For algrebra. Shout for joy.) I think I shall leave early enough to grab a cookie on my way by my work. That's the perk of working at SubWay--I get free food each day I work, and since I work every day that pretty much means I can eat whatever I want, whenever I want. (The irony is that if I want soda from the fountain they take $2.50 out of my check each week. But yeah, I signed up for that!) Anyway. More later.
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Date: 2005-01-28 02:59 pm (UTC)Have fun with it.
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Date: 2005-01-28 09:02 pm (UTC)html clickies
Date: 2005-01-29 08:02 am (UTC)It's good fun too