imagine if i knew a lot of people.
One year ago: we see the movie Pushing Tin and are underwhelmed. Two years ago: Darin and I fly back to Northern California for my sister's wedding. Three years ago: I am appalled at LA driving techniques.
Darin and I walked to lunch today, with Snore-y Girl wrapped in the sling. As we passed the Ralph's market Darin said, "Isn't that Jeffrey?" Jeffrey being the guy I interned for at Babylonian Productions.
Indeed, it was Jeffrey.
I said hi and he stopped. He laughed when he saw Darin was wearing a Babylon 5 t-shirt -- which Darin pointed out was a spit-up shirt now. Only then did we introduce him to the Queen of the Universe -- "A Babylon baby!" he said. He thought I'd moved back north (sigh, no). Turns out he's now working at a production company not that far from my house, one I've passed all the time.
When we told him where we were going for lunch, he said he saw Joe Straczynski in there all the time.
We'll keep you updated on whether we see him or not.
And yes, for a place with upwards of 10 million, this is a very small town.
And here's another snore for you.
There's another sound I want to record, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to get it. It's a little sighing noise she makes in her sleep. I don't think she makes the humming noise she used to in the first few weeks, dammit.
I don't know what I'm doing at night, but I wake up in the morning with my right hand damn near useless. It's a muscle or tendon or something -- do I look like an orthopedic specialist? -- that runs from the base of the thumb to where the thumb theoretically joins the wrist. I can't use my hand in the mornings. Whatever it is goes away during the day -- I pick Sophia up just fine once I get going -- but first thing in the morning I have to have Darin pick her up for me and maneuver her into place for nursing.
I thought for a while I was sleeping on my hand wrong, but I slept on my side for the last four months of the pregnancy and never experienced this. Perhaps I'm curling my hand around Sophia during the night, but I don't wake up with my hand in any particular position. Darin told me he came into our bedroom one night when I was already asleep and I had my hand stuck in the air and I was twirling my wrist in various directions, as if exercising it, and I was clearly asleep while doing so. Sounds like I was stretching it out, but I guess that kind of activity might cause this pain.
I've bought a wrist splint to wear at night, but it's hot. Damn. I don't think I'm going to be able to wear it.
What's really bugging me is that it's starting to happen with my left hand, too.
Forum: They've come up with new acronyms since the last time I designed a webpage. Help.
The answer to Saturday's question: Elian. The INS. Marisleysis. 'Nuff said.
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