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No "Luck of the Irish" Need Apply:P - Blather. Rants. Repeat.
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No "Luck of the Irish" Need Apply:P
I'm descended from the English. They subjugated the entire Emerald Isle for something like 700 years, and (many believe) they continue to do so as to its northern portion.  So it's not bloody likely that I'm entitled to glom on to any of that there pot'o'gold of good luck just because I stuck on a green tie for the day.

In short, the day has sucked.  Not to the death, but to the pain and I'll tell you why.  My right knee went bad on me not quite two weeks ago during a workout- the pain's pretty consistent with how it was a couple of years ago, when I finally found an anti-inflammatory that seemed to beat it back.  Even upping the dose of it to the prescribed daily maximum isn't helping.  It's never excruciating, but it's at its worst when that knee is pushing down on the attached foot on the gas pedal of my car- and today was a drive-to-Rochester day.  I've tried icing it, adding additional Advil in between, and assorted sleeping positions. No luck anywhere yet.  I did sleep better last night- but only by evicting the cat who seems determined to nest in the most painful spot she can find.

That's just the physical pain.  Every piece of paperwork I've touched has had something wrong with it; every call I've made or received has been somewhere between unfulfilling and downright annoying; and various clients are delaying decisions that are just backing my overall schedule into next St. Patrick's Day.

Any luck I would be entitled to, I'd pass on anyway; today's our neighbor's surgery, and while we haven't heard anything about it yet, it's no doubt a stressful and painful experience for her that's only just beginning.

Pi Day earlier this week was much, MUCH better.  Hopefully one more turn of the earth's circumference will turn out better, too.
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bill_sheehan From: bill_sheehan Date: March 17th, 2016 07:14 pm (UTC) (Link)
Just because you're English doesn't mean you can't take advantage of the Irish cure for whatever ails you. It is sold in copious quantities at Tipsy McStaggers Ould Sod Pub.

Hoping for the best for your neighbor.
captainsblog From: captainsblog Date: March 17th, 2016 07:35 pm (UTC) (Link)
Perhaps you haen't heard, but there's a growing whiskey shortage. Apparently the Chinese commucapitalists have discovered the stuff and are drinking the cupboard dry.

And it's not like we can just go make more 20-year-old Jamesons. (Although, as Mac figured out in Local Hero, two shots of five-year-old and a shot of ten-year-old add up to the same thing.)
weebleswobble From: weebleswobble Date: March 19th, 2016 03:41 am (UTC) (Link)
sorry your knee is hosed! (and suddenly grateful its my left knee that is my bad knee)
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