More decent news, and other stuff.

[mrissa]

We have a Thursday appointment to deal with timprov's health stuff as best we can, so that's a relief.

I think I will even be able to eat dinner. I managed soup for lunch. Last night was not my best night ever, and when I can't sleep well (sinus pain and nightmares), I often find it difficult to eat also. If I can eat it, I get good dessert, because a medical person has stuck things inside my body, and that's the rule: you get what you want for dessert when they put things in your body. This is not the type of examination I had in mind when I made this rule, but it's still a good general rule.

I'm still giggling about the time I invoked this rule in Omaha, a few weeks before markgritter's and my wedding, and scottjames and I couldn't find chocolate malts because our usual place was closed. The Perkins people let us order them and then said, "Oh, we're out of malt powder, is a shake all right?" And I said, "No. Thanks anyway," and got up and left. And the expressions on their faces! Back me up here, scottjames: they looked very funny. I think most waitbeings are used to customers sighing, maybe even getting annoyed and docking their tip, but not just getting up and leaving if they can't get what they want. But we weren't there for anything else, just malts. I don't see why I should have a shake when what I want is a malt. It's not like it's nutritious, for heaven's sake. Never eat bad dessert. It's just pointless.

You know what expression is annoying me lately? "X doesn't suffer fools gladly." Like the rest of us say, "Oh, look! A fool! How gladly I shall suffer it! I shall leap and cavort in joy at the suffering of this fool!" The people in my life who use this expression are excusing someone who refuses to behave with rudimentary politeness and who assumes that everyone she deals with will be a fool. I just want to say, "I don't either; that's why X and I are no longer speaking."

Also: if you are on a one-lane on-ramp behind me, and there is a big-ass semi going 30 mph down the on-ramp in front of me, climbing my bumper and weaving back and forth in the lane (what? are you going to pass me on the one-lane on-ramp?) will do neither of us any good. Big-ass semi. It's not like you can't see it from your big-ass SUV; my Saturn is not massive enough to block your view of the semi right in front of me. Whatever important thing you just have to do five minutes ago will happen much faster if the semi driver does not tip the semi over on this clover leaf, mmmmkay? And she knows how to drive the thing much better than we do, so back off.

Also: I hate synopses.

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[adrian-turtle.livejournal.com]

You know what expression is annoying me lately? "X doesn't suffer fools gladly." Like the rest of us say, "Oh, look! A fool! How gladly I shall suffer it! I shall leap and cavort in joy at the suffering of this fool!" The people in my life who use this expression are excusing someone who refuses to behave with rudimentary politeness and who assumes that everyone she deals with will be a fool. I just want to say, "I don't either; that's why X and I are no longer speaking."

The counter-examples of my experience don't suffer fools gladly, either. In their case, it's more that they clearly aren't suffering. They're positively delighted to be in the presence of fools. One of them seems to have missed some sort of calling as a kindergarden teacher, and glories in opportunities to enlighten the clueless. Another doesn't want to work against the foolishness, so much as to look clever by comparison to it...I don't think that's admirable, but it's often done with rudimentary politeness, unlike what the people in your life are talking about.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I suppose there are some, er, fooliphiles out there. I don't run into many, though, which is probably a good thing: as you say, not admirable.

[alecaustin.livejournal.com]

Synopses are a pain. At best, they tend to read like marketing copy, except you can't just tantalize, you have to provide actual plot points. At worst... well, let's just say that I've found the anguish-to-word ratio in synopsis composition to be distressingly high and leave it at that.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I knew I could rely on you for sympathy.

[ellameena.livejournal.com]

Have your sinuses been hurting you all along? Of course, if they were, you may not have connected the headache with sinuses. Sinuses are sneaky that way.

I totally agree with not eating bad dessert. Life is too short. A bad bowl of canned soup? Sure, I do that sometimes. But bad dessert? No way!

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

No, the sinuses have not been hurting all along. We're not yet sure whether this was a sneaky nasty subtle sinus infection causing everything or whether I just got a sinus infection on top of everything else. We'll see.

[ellameena.livejournal.com]

I will look forward to an "I'm cured!" post from you in a week or so, when the infection is cleared up. I could see it either way.

[wilfulcait.livejournal.com]

Right now in my freezer we have key-lime pie. It's delightful. As long as there is frozen key lime pie in my house, there will be no bad desserts.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I always have good ice cream in the freezer. Just in case.

[mamapduck.livejournal.com]

I am almost hurting myself in my efforts to resist becoming lewd about the "they stick things in you and you get dessert" rule.

Bad Duck. Bad.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

That is, in fact, the type of medical exam for which the rule was made.

But it only applies to medical exams. Any other example of someone sticking something in you, you have to negotiate for dessert yourself rather than citing me as a rule source.

[ellameena.livejournal.com]

It's traditional to get dessert up front, actually. :-)

I could have used this rule a number of times in the past year. I'm thoroughly tired of speculums.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Please use it in the future with my compliments.

[gaaldine.livejournal.com]

I'm going to reply to this bit over email, using "girlfriend" prerogatives, 'K?

Just to warn you.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Girlfriend prerogatives are ironclad.

[scottjames.livejournal.com]

Back me up here, scottjames: they looked very funny.

Yes, they looked very funny. Did we end up getting a malt that day?

And, while it took me a while to come around to your point of view, you're right: there is no point to bad dessert.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I don't think we did. I think we ended up with something else chocolate that was okay but not what I wanted.

[rysmiel.livejournal.com]

Also: I hate synopses.

It certainly says something that I not only read this as "I hate synapses" but thought that a perfectly plausible statement from you.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

It would be a perfectly plausible statement from me, but I don't. At least, not right now.

unrelated to the sinuses

[(Anonymous)]

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It's playing RIGHT NOW (noon-1) and I just looked and it doesn't seem to be airing again anytime soon. I started recording it in case you want it, but I'm only going to get the last 1/2.

Let me know if you want the partial recording!

--Alecia (yasmara13--at--yahoo.com)