Recently in Current Affairs Category
i peed in a cup. for those of you who don't know me, let me tell you, i don't like doing that. it is awkward, weird, and well, that's my pee in a cup. i am slightly offended and quite put off at the concept. the day that pregnancy is an issue and i have to pee on a stick... there will be no photos of the stick. it will be put in a ziplock bag and thrown away!
i digress. as i was saying. i peed in the cup. shudder. my doctor came into the room and chatted with me. he pulled up my file (love that that crap is online now and in a system). he pulled up the file from the er. had all the info in front of him. asked me to tell him about my week. i went through it. sore on wed. uncomfortable on thurs. fri was fine and have felt fine since. didn't need the pain meds. temperature was fine by friday. and was waiting for him to tell me i was good to go.
two seconds later, the lab had messaged him the results. now, you tell me that wifi isn't AWESOME. i am clean and clear. no more infection. however, he then looked at all the info in front of him and said, "you are a medical mystery."
i asked him what he meant. and he then explained that there was no way for them to know what happened to cause it, why i got the kidney infection. he had some theories but said it could be anything and we would just never know! i think my title answers the question.
one laptop per child. it's a start, and a good one, in my opinion.
first of all, this is not news. it is tabloid info and should only be covered as such.
but seriously, paris h. freed from jail because she was "sick" of being in jail? really? how many other people go to jail, not wanting to be there, crying, depressed, upset, giving up freedom, and THEY DON'T GET F*&^ING RELEASED???
d@mn straight she should go back. and i love the photo of her on cnn.com crying in the police car or check out trent's coverage of it. that is what we call schadenfreude.
it is hard not to talk about it. yesterday when i saw the news i was shocked. i had no idea the danger. no idea the situation was so grave. no idea the desperation, panic and fear people felt.
i am disappointed in the governor of the state who says that gun control shouldn't be discussed at this time. let's not talk about it. it's inappropriate because this isn't a political issue. not at all. so people are to say nothing? we don't quiet the people who lose someone to a drunk driver when they want to talk about drinking and driving. we say something about the laws.
i am sorry this happened. it is scary that this happened. that this could happen. that this continues to happen in our country, time and time again.
i am tired of everyone being quiet. i am tired of nothing happening because someone will say it is my right to have a gun in five minutes. well bully for you. apparently it was his right too and we see what came of that. i personally am willing to try it out and see what happens if we make people wait just a bit longer and fill out a lot more paperwork.
i don't think it is too much to ask, considering i can't take a bottle of water through security at an airport. but let's give people guns in a day and say nothing because that clearly makes sense.
SHOES Brown Patten "Patty" Leather, 4, friend and longtime love of Jeorg, died Wed, Feb 28, 2007 at her residence in a violent assault by Roxie the dog. Born in Berlin, Germany, the daughter of a cute loafer and a flat, she was a companion and a longtime walking companion. Survivors are a friend and partner, Jeorg, allprincess*allthetime; her husband, Thomas; and many friends safely hidden in the closet. Funeral services and burial will be 6am Tuesday at the trash can performed by city officials. Visitation will not be held. Thoughts and prayers are welcome. You will be missed, my friend and companion.
yesterday, instead of watching the oscars from the beginning, something i take very seriously, we went to a political rally to see obama. i think his name is awesome. and dude is hot.
i would like you to know that i stood in a crowd of 3000 people for two hours for a man who was late due to travel issues. 2 hours. crowd of people. hot. whiny woman talking about her pain meds behind me. people positioning for a better spot. hot. 3000 people.
thomas at one point complimented me on the fact that i had not had a mental breakdown and was not screaming at everyone around me to get away, get away!!! we were tempted to leave and had set a deadline to do so, but obama showed up. that dude is really hot. d@mn.
he spoke. i'd vote for him. but i reserve the right to change my mind. remember, i'm fickle. and now, i can say that i have attended a political rally and didn't kill people there. good times.
so, i was checking out the news, and i came across this headline.
this, by far, has to be one of the saddest errors of all. a serious headline about the death of people and a really funny typo.
as thomas said, someone must have hit the enter button really fast at cnn today.
do you think the people who update the cnn.com website have a stressful job? is someone going to get yelled at because of this? is someone going to lose their job?
it makes me wonder because what if the person who messed this up has done this by accident a thousand times? i mean, what if they keep track of it like they used to keep track of cashier errors at the store... remember the paperwork they used to have to fill out?
i wonder this, because when i make a typo, it usually involves some handout and i make a note and correct it for the next time, or it is because i forgot to hit spell check and you are not too offended by it.
but how serious is cnn about its headlines? its cover page? its lead story?
on this day, three years ago, which feels like 20 because i really have a hard time now even remembering life b.t. (before thomas), thomas and i did our first act as a married couple and sawed a log.
sawing a log is an old german tradition but most definitely a crowd pleaser if ever there was one.
he and i have been together now for five years and married for three of the most wonderful years. it is truly amazing to know that i am blessed with such a wonderful man who woos me daily, tells me he loves me, thinks of romantic things to do, holds me, supports me, kisses me and thinks of my well-being before all others including himself.
happy third anniversary. may we have a thousand more!
