Little Red's Veterinary Hospital: Oh, gawrsh. The Mutating Rats seem to be doing okay, but Lela, the fiesty mama!rat from the Baby Rat Diaries, has suddenly come down with Acute Old Rat Syndrome and is having a really hard time. She can barely walk, poor thing. :( This morning I set her up her own cage so I could feed her without her getting stomped on. (Poor little fiesty Lela... she's obviously exhausted and in pain and still spent half the day trying to bang open a peanut in miserable slow-motion.) She's eating, which seems to have revived her a bit, and I'm relieved, but my heart hurts for my poor little brat. Death comes so soon and takes so long. :(
The Centers for Disease Control: Urgent Care doctors freaked out a bit and called lots of people, but it was determined that it's "possible but not probable" that I have contracted the Chinese Dog Disease. However, given my weakened immune system and my questionable future of health insurance, it was decided to treat it now and diagnose later. I'm now on the same medication as my dog. There are a lot more warnings on the human label, things like "avoid all sources of artificial sunlight" and "do not eat anything with magnesium, aluminum, calcium, iron, or zinc." Doxycycline, according to the Urgent Care doctor, has a low incidence of interactions with other medications (I'd be worried to see the labels on the other options). It's also the "generic for Vibra-Tabs." I'd be mighty pissed if somebody handed me brand-name Vibra-Tabs and they didn't actually vibrate, lemme tell you.
The Craft EmPORNium: I finally set up my little one-person Christmas-card-making assembly line. Yay! Expect your cards sometime in the New Year. Depending on my faith in the Oregon Pony Express postal service, I may toss valentines in there so that I can be on time for one holiday. I'm such a nerd that after doing that one knitting pattern I now want to write how-tos for pretty much everything I do all day.
Historical Restoration Society: In other crafty news, my much-beloved baby blankie has finally given up the ghost. I pulled it out of the dryer today and all the quilting thread seems to have come apart and what's left of the padding is pooled in the bottom and, well, it's all too gruesome to get into but just imagine blankie + 25 years in Sachi's bed being used as Pillow And/Or Accessory To Thumb-Sucking. So instead of sticking it in a box or frame ten years ago like any sane person would do (there'd be no point now, since the Big Bird fabric has faded beyond recognition), I think I'm going to take it apart and re-quilt it once I get a grown-up sewing machine again, and possibly use a whole bunch of iron-on backing so that the fabric doesn't actually dissolve. I think it's fitting that my mom's first major quilting project should be mine too, right?
American Kennel Club: Two lolarious things about my dog: 1) I just saw her stick her tail in the rat cage, and Audrid chomped it. HAHAHA. I have no idea why Tessie hasn't yet clued in that the exciting furry run-around-and-squeaky things have teeth. 2) After much research on Google Image Search, we have decided that Tessie is a cross between a German Shepherd and a Dingo. We have not yet decided what to call this designer breed. Shepingo?
Psi Corps: I watched lots of Babylon 5 Season 4 today and IT IS SO FANTASTIC, OMFG. Oh. Just. *hops up and down with delight* That show is so effing fabulous even when it is being so effing ridiculous. POOR LYTA, looking all fabulous in all that leather and yet still the universe's favorite whipping-girl. The first time there was a close-up on Lise Edgars, tho, I had to pause and go re-read some Talia/Garibaldi things I have on my computer, even going so far as opening up nostalgia archives full of Mary Sues and spelling errors and *nsync lyrics (SHUT. UP.) because I am just that desperate. I'm still trying to figure out when Lyta and Garibaldi sneak off and rescue her, dammit. I realize that if I had been in fandom back then I would have been labeled as the Psycho Fangirl Who Just Cannot Let Go.