November 19th, 2009

Wyeth - Captain Blood

I thought the 13th was LAST Friday

I am getting chest X-rays tomorrow. /o\ I finally went to the doctor on Wednesday to see if he could do anything about the shoggoth breeding grounds that were formerly my lungs. He did the usual poking and prodding and thumping and stethoscoping, and decided he didn’t like the noise my right lung was making. Hence, radiology. He also suggested that the pain I’d been feeling when I coughed, or breathed too deeply, was caused by inflammation of the pleura, and recommended I switch from acetaminophen to ibuprofen. This turned out to be a good call.

In happier news, tomorrow evening is the start of the Dances of Vice Festival III: The Shipwrecked Mariners Ball, a cruise around New York harbor aboard the Jewel. I have my outfits assembled (more or less — I have to sew one button and make decisions re: accessories and makeup), and will be praying to Poseidon and the nereids for fine sailing.
TW - Jack

I want a fanvid titled “Blame Torchwood”

So a co-worker, MD, sent me a link to this:

For those who prefer not to play the YouTube clip, the song has these recurring lines:
He's got looks that books take pages to tell
He's got a face to make you fall on your knees
He's got money in the bank to thank and I guess
You could think he's livin' at ease...

Plus, the chorus is:
Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you
Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father, but you know he’s dead