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______ Night One _____
- Going Where to do What to do Once There -( Read more... )
And that, my dear, is enough of a story for tonight. But don't despair! There will be more tomorrow.
Dec. 29th, 2004
- Going Where to do What to do Once There -( Read more... )
It's a joke, right?
Dec. 29th, 2004 02:00 amSex Abuse Lawsuits Add to Catholic Church Money Woes
"Even without the sex abuse scandal, the Catholic Church was in deep financial difficulty," said Charles Zech, an economics professor at Villanova University who monitors church finances.
Uh huh. Somehow... and I could be wrong.. it's like saying that the ocean is just about dried up.
"Even without the sex abuse scandal, the Catholic Church was in deep financial difficulty," said Charles Zech, an economics professor at Villanova University who monitors church finances.
Uh huh. Somehow... and I could be wrong.. it's like saying that the ocean is just about dried up.
Had an episode last night. When I was younger.. bout 7 years ago, I started to develope symptoms where my vision would just go away. It looked like someone with really sharp reality tearing claws had just ripped away part of my vision. I described it to Sherry as like having a really frosted windshield and only one tiny part to focus through. Problem is, the focus doesn't work very well, and your brain keeps telling you that you should be able to see much more.
The result is a lot of disorientation, no pain (in me), but the feeling of a hot wire mesh pushed down on my head and my sinuses go nuts for a while. Afterward I get very tired and act both drunk and a stroke victim at the same time, sluring my words, unable to concentrate or focus on more than one thing at a time.
It's the result of stress. They're called optic migraines and I'm lucky. I don't get any pain.
Bless Sherry. She was determined to get me home, without me having to walk it. I admit, the first mile was kinda rough, with my brain working wonky on me. I felt like an old man, and I'm sure I walked a bit unsteadily. Second mile was much better.
I'm still feeling the effects today. Head is mostly here, but still having a bit of trouble focusing. I thought I had beaten it, but I reckon not. Darnitall.
I can feel it sitting in the back of my head like a small animal just waiting for me to let my guard down. The only way to fight it is to relax, relax, relax. So that's what I'm doing, while at work.
Don't worry, Linda! I'm fine! sheesh..
The result is a lot of disorientation, no pain (in me), but the feeling of a hot wire mesh pushed down on my head and my sinuses go nuts for a while. Afterward I get very tired and act both drunk and a stroke victim at the same time, sluring my words, unable to concentrate or focus on more than one thing at a time.
It's the result of stress. They're called optic migraines and I'm lucky. I don't get any pain.
Bless Sherry. She was determined to get me home, without me having to walk it. I admit, the first mile was kinda rough, with my brain working wonky on me. I felt like an old man, and I'm sure I walked a bit unsteadily. Second mile was much better.
I'm still feeling the effects today. Head is mostly here, but still having a bit of trouble focusing. I thought I had beaten it, but I reckon not. Darnitall.
I can feel it sitting in the back of my head like a small animal just waiting for me to let my guard down. The only way to fight it is to relax, relax, relax. So that's what I'm doing, while at work.
Don't worry, Linda! I'm fine! sheesh..
