Though this might also be holdover stress from the Toronto election last year. That was too close, man. Too close.

Ugh, watching the Jays game on Saturday sent my heart into A-fib; I’m even more stressed today. Courage, all!

If I had the power to ungrey and star multiple times I would. As it is I’ll just cry, cool?

When the Tragedy You’re Covering is Your Own

I miss having the Tigers in the AL East. Mutual hatred with more at stake was funner.

Sooooo many gestures available to you for such an occasion and you saluted. I salute YOU!

God knows (heh) they’re nothing if not prideful.

plz plz plz plz plz plz plz plz

To that I say ‘fuzzy wuzzy little chicks,’ but perhaps they are the exception that proves the rule.

One of my cats had only one meow but oh lord he used it when he was happy. Which he was all the time. owp! owp! Particularly when he was trotting along with a foam ball in his mouth. I can’t do it justice. What a little bundle of positivity he was.

You had a Kitler! People really can get mad. I think one Kitler site was swarmed with negativity and eventually shut down because they thought the owners were glorifying Hitler. That’s about as willful a misinterpretation as they come.

Oh. That’s a bit depressing. I’ve been posting on Jezebel and some of the subs for a while with nary a follow. Do we actively solicit follows? I’m no good at that. I don’t mind being grey as some of my comments get ungreyed but I didn’t realize there was a non-algorithm shortcut to ungreydom.

“reincarnate into”

Haunt me for hours? That would be Lake Mungo. Similar thing to Blair Witch — the image doesn’t mean much out of context but brrrrrr, otherwise.

This is the only version I’ve seen and AIGH!!!! Still. STILL.

My born-during-WWII mom would raise an eyebrow at any friend of mine or my siblings who didn’t address her as Mrs J____. Though she would graciously allow them to shorten it to Mrs J once they met her approval. They still do and we’re talking people in their 40s and 50s.

Yeah, the old dudes. I can imagine how frustrating that is.

I know. I was trying to make a joke. And just as I’d clicked Publish my inner voice of logic said nooooooooooooooooo

Seriously. She looks nowhere near 50.

What I’ve learned during my time working at a hospital is that doctor-nurse dynamics are ... not pretty. Or fair. Like, caste-style unfair. Hell, it’s so pervasive there’s a subject heading for it in at least one medical database. So while I do understand the Martyr Olympics issue (and: ugh) I do think might be a…