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Ya know what? Maybe we could convince some artist to create a web-comic that features a cute girl who is secretly part squirrel. Who knows? This cute girl might be able to transform into an even cuter squirrel. I think I might read that story for a while.

I pity the fool who does not respect T.

I remember a video game I played once where I was supposed to gather and eat everything on the game path while a number of non-player characters would chase, and attempt to eat, me But if I ate the right thing I could, temporarily, eat the things that were chasing me Honestly, it seemed like there was more than enough material to feed my character and the NPCs without any of us needing to eat each other But they would not engage in negotiations It took me a while to realize that what was actually being eaten were my quarters

"Too many people are figuring out that the height-weight chart, reducing fitness to just two numbers, is over-simplified. What shall we do?" "Hey, how about if we divide one of those numbers by the other and call it some sort of index? That sounds all scientific and stuff." "Brilliant! Let's see... we want big numbers to be bad, and not have to deal with fractions, so let's divide weight by height. Does 'Body Mass Index' work?" "All agreed?... okay, that's settled. Next issue..."

Squirrels are already unbearably cute If they chose to dress, they would be fashion obsessed and spending all their resources on the latest styles They would turn from petty annoyances into thieves, stealing to acquire the means to acquire designer labels

ProfessorTomoe's car alarm problem reminds me that I had my own alarm problem last week. An alarm went off in my neighborhood just as I was drifting off one evening last week. My annoyance grew by an order of magnitude when Mrs. Dorsai reported that it was our car. She turned it off remotely after looking out the window and seeing no intruder near the car, but 15 minutes later it went off again. Not wishing to start troubleshooting at midnight, I went outside in my pajamas and disconnected the battery. Shortening a much too long story, I finally found a broken wire in the rear hatch. At a guess, it was falsely signaling to the car's computer that the hatch was suddenly open with no key involved. Fixing the wire, and replacing a few dodgy-looking ones has, so far, fixed the problem.

Well, mixed news from the dentist. Yes, I'm already home, number one. Turns out that the break didn't go down into the nerve per the X-ray. It was also in the molar just before the last one, not the last one itself. That tooth already has a treatment plan in place which involves a crown. The break doesn't change that treatment plan: the tooth is still salvageable, so it still gets a crown. It'll just have to wait until my regular dentist is back from jury duty. So, today was a big waste of Uber money, dentist co-pay money, and time. Very annoying, yet reassuring that I'm not going to lose the tooth.

I've seen criminal defendants take an affirmative defence for Justifiable Homicide Is there legal precedent for Justifiable Party Crashing? Law And Order: Pizza Night

Next payday grocery run needs to include either a big plastic tub or a large jar of pickles so I have a place to store my almost a years supply of tea bags I bought. At my normal 4-5 cups a day I have 220 - 275 days of tea now. Not sure if this was my wisest choice, but I got PG Tips teabags at 4 cents each, which is a great deal.

Lol. My QC has be lax lately.

Exude... when our eldest got her first apartment, she had almost no furniture but sat in the middle of the floor gloating over it being hers so hard I warned her she might stain the carpet.

They can rebuild them!

If her clothing transformations only happened when expected, she never would have discovered them. As for at the Nest, are you referring to Painted Black? Because in that it was Elliot who escaped ropes by transforming into a smaller form; Grace broke her ropes (and the chair she was tied to) when she transformed to Omega and went berserk. (If you weren't referring to Painted Black, I don't remember what you're talking about.) There's also "New and Old Flames" where she went full squirrel to get out of the flame golem's hold, but keep in mind that in both "Painted Black" and "New and Old Flames" Grace was wearing an Uryuom worker suit which is made to fit any shape or size. Edit: didn't see mlooney's post, but hey, I got a link at least.

I can attest that this was a real thing that happened, back in the day. An Air Force sergeant that I knew who was massively fit kept getting nailed for the fat boy program. He didn't look like he had enough fat on him to make a pat of butter. Much later, they started pinching or dunking to test the obvious.

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I think every time Dan has drawn Grace's full squirrel form, he's done it differently. Then again, master shapeshifters don't need to be 100% consistent.

Finally, some good news from the podiatrist. He found the source of the ulcer problem on my right foot. I had a sliver of metal buried way up inside that wasn't visible upon earlier examinations. It explains why my foot hurt so bad even when I wasn't putting pressure on it. Anyway, he managed to remove it, and my foot feels different already. Not 100% better yet - just strange, like a weight has been lifted from it. I'll be on Augmentin antibiotics for 2 weeks or so, and Mrs. Prof will be putting Iodosorb on it and bandaging it until she leaves on Saturday. After that, no Iodosorb and no bandages. Prognosis is, finally, good.

I'm also out of spoons, as the saying goes. Going to take a nap for a while.

The MRI of both of my knees is scheduled for late tomorrow afternoon (Friday, Sept. 20). They found a 3 Tesla MRI machine (no electric car jokes, please - it's one of these) that is supposed to be compatible with the Greenfield filter that was implanted within my inferior vena cava way back in 2009, after my gastric bypass disaster. The MRI machine should be strong enough to get a good enough picture of my knees to let the knee surgeon know WTF is going on down there. It'll also hopefully show him the bone-on-bone arthritis in my right knee that he claims he can't see. I've got a follow-up appointment in a couple of weeks to learn the results.

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Last thing I remember, I was Running for the door I had to find the passage back to the place I was before 'Relax' said the night man, 'We are programmed to receive. You can check out any time you like, But you can never leave!'

Good Lord, your health comes first! This sounds really scary. Please promise me to take good care of yourself! Damn straight I won't.

Ellen finally manages to track down Magus.

Was not able to get in to see the dentist - had to go to my doctor's physician's assistant. She consulted with my doctor on the symptoms she saw. Basically, the diagnosis is that my dentist hit and inflamed a major nerve that branches throughout the face. No infection, fortunately - just a lot of irritation and pain. Treatment consists of a steroid shot in the butt and 100mg gabapentin 3x a day for 7 days. I'll see the dentist - and probably chew her ass out - on Tuesday of next week.

Addendum - my whole left side of my face is hurting, and it's only Friday. I've got to get in to the dentist to have this looked at today ASAP.

I'm just now writing about this because I've been so pissed off about it. I went to the dentist the other day and got my permanent crown put on my lower back right tooth. No problems there - that was scheduled. The dentist then proceeded to work on the problem I mentioned above - working on the broken tooth. Or so I thought. It took 7 shots - four in my jaw, and three directly around the tooth root - to get me numb, so I couldn't tell exactly which tooth she was working on (insert tone of ominous ominousness here). After some grinding and buffing, she had her assistant put a temporary crown on it. I went home and slept off the anesthesia. When I woke up, I noticed that there was still a gap in my teeth where I'd broken my tooth. I called the dentist and discovered that they worked on the very back tooth, not the one I was told was broken. They told me that both were actually broken, and that the substitute dentist had written me up for work on both teeth (without telling me). Fscking wonderful. Not only do I still have a gap in my teeth, I don't have enough insurance left to cover another crown. The receptionist said she'd talk to the dentist and find out what could be done. After about an hour, I get a call saying the dentist can do a "build-up" filling for $150 ($75 out of my pocket) to last until next year, at which point my insurance renews and we can do a crown. So, I'm stuck doing unnecessary dental work to cover up their screw-up, which they say isn't their screw-up, until they can do even more dental work to fix the underlying problem. Lovely. This whole clusterfsck takes place on Tuesday of next week. Another seven shots, probably. Wonderful.

MRI Results are in on my knees: Severe arthritis behind my left kneecap. Bone spurs on my left knee. Arthritis behind my right kneecap, not as bad as the left kneecap. Questionable meniscus tears on both knees' cartilage. Decision by doctor: no surgery. Inject GELSYN-3 hyaluronic acid booster into the joint over the course of three weeks. Damn. I was hoping he'd do arthroscopic surgery and get it over with once and for all.

I have a migraine and my left knee is acting up. Not doing any thing today.

My wife is just now bringing my antibiotics for my foot home. Her timing couldn't be better - I think I'm coming down with a freaking ear infection. Ow ow ow ow ow.

My dentist got picked for jury duty. I get to see a backup dentist in 40 minutes for my broken lower left back molar. I have a feeling that I'm going to completely lose the tooth. Mrs. Prof is away on cat business, so I'm stuck taking an UberX to the dentist's office. If I feel bad enough afterward, I might step up a level and take a Comfort ride back home.

Aw, @$%!. I just lost either a filling from or a large chunk of my lower left molar. Emergency dental time. Thank God I'm on oxycodone, or this would be really hurting right now.

And it's happening again. This time with flash flood warnings. Joy and happiness be mine.

And just when things might be looking up ... The ulcer on the bottom of my right foot is back. I've got a hurry-up appointment with my podiatrist on Monday. He's probably going to debride it and tell me to put Iodosorb on it. Only problem: Mrs. Prof is going away for a week next Saturday. I won't be able to do the ointment and bandaging myself. I may have to get a home nurse for a week. Damn it all to hell.