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Busy Day, With Fog
Monday, January 3rd, 2005 09:40 amSo, last night. It snowed, it sleeted, it rained, it froze, the temperatures rose.
This morning -- fog, slush, clouds and threats of Weather. The weathercritters say the threats will be only that until this evening, when -- ta-da! -- snowing, sleet and freezing rain are on the menu.
I am pleased to report that Max! comported himself with honor and bravery in the matter of the vet. He did not simply lie there and let That Guy stick him with a needle, no sir! If it was blood That Guy wanted, well! Max! was happy to oblige him. This show of spirit didn't change the final outcome, but byghod That Guy knows Max! was there this morning.
In other news, I'll be doing the run to the post office in a couple minutes, then back home to change into clothes that have no zippers (and, in a Fashion Coup, it happens that I have a pair of leggings) and report to Nuclear Medicine for the bone scan. Hopefully, my appointment will go as smoothly (baring bloodshed) as Max!'s did, since the other part of the assignment was not to ingest any calcium before the test. This requirement has thrown into sharp relief just how much calcium I eat as a matter of course. I did cobble up a toast, apple jelly, and bacon sandwich for breakfast, with green tea. Lunch is going to be something more of a challenge. May just hold out and treat myself to a milkshake afterwards.
I note that the softcover of Balance of Trade is not yet available for purchase anywhere, which is ...interesting; and that the first printing of With Stars Underfoot is as of this morning Sold Out.
This morning -- fog, slush, clouds and threats of Weather. The weathercritters say the threats will be only that until this evening, when -- ta-da! -- snowing, sleet and freezing rain are on the menu.
I am pleased to report that Max! comported himself with honor and bravery in the matter of the vet. He did not simply lie there and let That Guy stick him with a needle, no sir! If it was blood That Guy wanted, well! Max! was happy to oblige him. This show of spirit didn't change the final outcome, but byghod That Guy knows Max! was there this morning.
In other news, I'll be doing the run to the post office in a couple minutes, then back home to change into clothes that have no zippers (and, in a Fashion Coup, it happens that I have a pair of leggings) and report to Nuclear Medicine for the bone scan. Hopefully, my appointment will go as smoothly (baring bloodshed) as Max!'s did, since the other part of the assignment was not to ingest any calcium before the test. This requirement has thrown into sharp relief just how much calcium I eat as a matter of course. I did cobble up a toast, apple jelly, and bacon sandwich for breakfast, with green tea. Lunch is going to be something more of a challenge. May just hold out and treat myself to a milkshake afterwards.
I note that the softcover of Balance of Trade is not yet available for purchase anywhere, which is ...interesting; and that the first printing of With Stars Underfoot is as of this morning Sold Out.
