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Mar. 7th, 2003 11:54 amWell, the Multispecialty Clinic has lots of Toprol left, though it's in smaller increments so I'll have to take two of them. I can pick the stuff up on Monday. They are out of Cardura, however. I'm going to have to get set up with a Canadian web pharmacy, I believe. (Thank you, Paul Wellstone!) And redouble my efforts to get off some of this stuff. Halving the dose halves the price, after all.
Finished Liavek Vol. IV, realized that my only copy of Vol. V is at Eric's, started reading "The Illusionist." Man, that's a good story.
I went downstairs late last night to do some laundry. David's bedroom door was partly open, meaning he was receiving cats, and I could hear him talking kindly to Naomi and Arwen. Then he sneezed, and the next thing I saw was Naomi scrambling out the door so fast she skidded on the concrete floor of the basement, with Arwen right behind her, her tail puffed up so that it was bigger than Naomi's. (Arwen is the shorthair, Naomi the longhair.) I am afraid I burst out laughing. David, when I poked my head around the door, looked merely resigned. It was not really a very large sneeze. When I sneezed this morning he inquired sleepily, "Did Arwen and Naomi run away when you sneezed?" But they hadn't been there to begin with, having rushed upstairs in great excitement when I got up to use the bathroom. Nothing much ever happens on these occasions (aside from occasional sneezing), but they remain hopeful.
It snowed in the night, and is supposed to do so again, all in piddling amounts that will nevertheless need shovelling at some point. Right now it's hazily sunny and a lot of birds are having a discussion.
I actually saw a female cardinal on the weighted feeder yesterday. It's weighted to close if anything heavier than a cardinal lands on it, but mostly it's used by house sparrows and house finches. She looked very nice against the green metal, sitting sideways and revolving sunflower seed after sunflower seed through her bill. The house sparrows stuck to the other side, fluttering in and out and fussing as usual. Once or twice a chickadee darted in, seized a seed, and flew far away to eat it.
Pamela
Finished Liavek Vol. IV, realized that my only copy of Vol. V is at Eric's, started reading "The Illusionist." Man, that's a good story.
I went downstairs late last night to do some laundry. David's bedroom door was partly open, meaning he was receiving cats, and I could hear him talking kindly to Naomi and Arwen. Then he sneezed, and the next thing I saw was Naomi scrambling out the door so fast she skidded on the concrete floor of the basement, with Arwen right behind her, her tail puffed up so that it was bigger than Naomi's. (Arwen is the shorthair, Naomi the longhair.) I am afraid I burst out laughing. David, when I poked my head around the door, looked merely resigned. It was not really a very large sneeze. When I sneezed this morning he inquired sleepily, "Did Arwen and Naomi run away when you sneezed?" But they hadn't been there to begin with, having rushed upstairs in great excitement when I got up to use the bathroom. Nothing much ever happens on these occasions (aside from occasional sneezing), but they remain hopeful.
It snowed in the night, and is supposed to do so again, all in piddling amounts that will nevertheless need shovelling at some point. Right now it's hazily sunny and a lot of birds are having a discussion.
I actually saw a female cardinal on the weighted feeder yesterday. It's weighted to close if anything heavier than a cardinal lands on it, but mostly it's used by house sparrows and house finches. She looked very nice against the green metal, sitting sideways and revolving sunflower seed after sunflower seed through her bill. The house sparrows stuck to the other side, fluttering in and out and fussing as usual. Once or twice a chickadee darted in, seized a seed, and flew far away to eat it.
Pamela
