Last Friday, Stargate SG-1 episode was about the crew getting trapped in another dimension and therefore is invisible to other people. The crew can see and hear everyone, but no one could see them. That’s how I’ve felt over the weekend. And I believe I am still invisible so far this morning. Where’s a hole you want to craw in when you need one? Not that anyone would notice me gone, but at least I don’t have to sit there and watch the world goes by....
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I woke up at 5 a.m. this morning. Apparently jetlag still has a hold on me. So I got up, watched the news for half and hour, then put Yoga Shakti in DVD player. Yes people. I, the sleep-inner, was doing yoga at 5:30 a.m. And I feel GREAT. I wonder if I can actually keep that schedule. Wouldn’t that be nice?...
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The 2 antibiotics I’m taking are making me sick to my stomach. I have to constantly fight the feeling of throwing up. It seems the more I eat the better I feel but at some point even eating doesn’t help. Like now. I guess I can somehow relate to mom’s nausea after chemo. Just a fraction of how she felt. No wonder she doesn’t want to eat. On the other hand, it seems I have to keep eating to keep the stomach from churning. But at this moment, I’m stuffed…yet the churning continues. BTW – My best friend JC is...
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Say No to Craig Yep. I joined the mass of Pierce Brosnon’s fans on a campaign to replace Daniel Craig as Bond. Pierce Brosnon is the only reason why I keep going back to see 007 on big screen. I go to see a Bond film leaving all logic behind, and just enjoying the sight of Bond and the gadgets and cars. Although I’d LOVE to have Pierce back, but I’d settle for anyone other than Craig. The dude already lost 2 teeth in a stunt shoot, and now he admitted he can’t drive the Astin Martin because he doesn’t...
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Got 2 words for you. Staph infection. And I got it. All over my butt. Saturday evening. Brandon noted that it seemed I had been bitten on a butt cheek by a bug. Entirely possible and happened before. Could be bugs on the couch. No problem. Sunday evening. A few more dots appear. Still, I’ve been on the couch a bit. Damn flea-ridden hand-me-down loveseat. Then again, it came from a catlover household. Monday evening. I heard this. “Holy shit, babe! That couch is eating you alive!” My derrier is covered entirely by scattered red dots, some bigger than others....
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Touched down on US soil on Valentine’s Day at 8:30 p.m. Got home at 10:30 and promptly went to bed. Woke up and got to work for Board meeting at 6:30 a.m. and toughed out the day. Today, not so much toughing out. At 3 p.m. I was a husk of a human being so at 4 I limped home. Jetlag sucks. Although the effect is noticeably diminished by flying direct instead of the usual stop-and-go. And we’re moving this weekend to Los Alamitos. If you know me and haven’t received the “we’re moving email”, email me. Not much time...
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