Vaffanculo!
Dec. 10th, 2004 06:14 pmWhat a day. I had to drive through very wet snow the kind that hits the windshield like mash potatoes to get to the office only to find the desk drawer locked (I'm not sure my boss even has a key for this!) Sigh. Here's hoping I don't get blamed. Luckily i found another key to turn on the gas in the lab. We were in there for hours (finals are next week). I didn't mind that actually.
I get home and shovel that snow wishing my brother was around. This is the perfect wet snowball snow that you can really pack and hurl and have your brother run to mom 'she HIT me with a snow ball' totally oblivious to the fact that the only reason younger siblings are born is to be hit with snowballs by the older silblings. I get the walk cleared and it begins to snow again. I lie in the snow and sob for a while and waddle back inside. My leg hurts.
I go and look at the leg. that's where the vaffanculo comes into play. It's been a long time since I had long strips of nonpalable purpura running up and down my legs but there they are, idiopathic leukoclastic vasculitis. In other words for reasons unknown my white blood cells have decided my blood vessels are foreign and are eating them. Call for a pack of steriods so it doesn't start happening in my brain or heart. Swear some more. Contemplate going back out in the snow.
Sit down and realize that I NEED some beta's because one of my regular's is on vacation and another is moving and two of my betas are the recipients of the stories I'm currently writing SO does anyone want to beta one of these stories for me
1) a B/A thing that doesn't want to behave
2) a Connor/Faith thing I have yet to pull out my butt and have like 10 days in which to do it
3) a Connor/Angel thing that's at least half done.
THANKS
Oh and if you don't hear from me you know that the 60-70 shrimp package I bought at Wal-Mart for 4$ was not my wisest food purchase...
I get home and shovel that snow wishing my brother was around. This is the perfect wet snowball snow that you can really pack and hurl and have your brother run to mom 'she HIT me with a snow ball' totally oblivious to the fact that the only reason younger siblings are born is to be hit with snowballs by the older silblings. I get the walk cleared and it begins to snow again. I lie in the snow and sob for a while and waddle back inside. My leg hurts.
I go and look at the leg. that's where the vaffanculo comes into play. It's been a long time since I had long strips of nonpalable purpura running up and down my legs but there they are, idiopathic leukoclastic vasculitis. In other words for reasons unknown my white blood cells have decided my blood vessels are foreign and are eating them. Call for a pack of steriods so it doesn't start happening in my brain or heart. Swear some more. Contemplate going back out in the snow.
Sit down and realize that I NEED some beta's because one of my regular's is on vacation and another is moving and two of my betas are the recipients of the stories I'm currently writing SO does anyone want to beta one of these stories for me
1) a B/A thing that doesn't want to behave
2) a Connor/Faith thing I have yet to pull out my butt and have like 10 days in which to do it
3) a Connor/Angel thing that's at least half done.
THANKS
Oh and if you don't hear from me you know that the 60-70 shrimp package I bought at Wal-Mart for 4$ was not my wisest food purchase...
