Does Anybody Know What "Exanimate" Means?

• I've never heard the word, but it's an option under "mood". As I don't know what my mood actually is right now, I've decided to use Exanimate and see if I can figure it out from the icon. Why go to a dictionary when this is so much more fun?
  
  
• Went to Property today and I was absolutely fascinated. God, what's become of me?
  
  
• The Camping Weekend That Wasn't is in full effect. We were going to go camping at Charleston Lake until that pesky little HURRICANE decided to descend upon us. Then Todd and Susan were going to come visit us. Then we were going to go visit them in Kingston. Then Susan called to tell us "There are tree branches down all over the streets in Kingston, don't come down". I don't know what the hell is going on. It's gloomy, dark, gusty and spitty here in Ottawa, but otherwise not so bad.
  
  
• Went to see GyneGuy. I've been prescribed yet another hormone thingy (back to birth control pills, Ovral this time) and I'm supposed to see him in 4 weeks to plan out what's next. Right now it looks like a partial hysterectomy, probably in May after my exams, because the recovery period is 8 weeks. And, you know, while I'm sure nobody will mind if I stay home from school for 8 weeks, I don't particularly want to pay mucho dinero for courses that I'm not going to pass.
  
  
• Finished posting Promises. Yaay! Another one off the back burner. Possibly the last one, I dunno. Not feeling terribly creative, fic-wise, these days. Except for drabbles, which are waaay too addictive.
  
  
• Speaking of which... tobiascharity? If you're looking for thursday100, ideas, I have a few. Although ideas probably aren't your problem, I would imagine. Finding time to post them sounds trickier given your current situation :)
  

Feeling Nervous

OK, I'm writing down for future reference just how nervous I feel when Chris is very late. He took Justin to Blockbuster and to get my (fifth) hormone prescription, about 1.5 hours ago. And it's bedtime. And they should've been back a while ago.

Then again, this is Chris, who has no time sense whatsoever. Whatever he had, was wiped out by the accident.

But I get really nervous when he's this late. I just keep thinking of the day he was late coming home from class, and it turned out he had been in a motorcycle accident.

And I just finished reading about somebody in a motorcycle accident.

So. Nervous. Am I. And I know it's silly, but there you go.

They're Back!

::sigh::

All OK. Pharmacy being gits. Kids mesmerized by James and the Giant Peach, Chris making liver'n'onions, part of our scheme to re-ironize my body.

::phew::