Scheherazade in Blue Jeans

Administration
Happy birthday to my dearest tablesaw!

Hello to returning reader and cool-chick-I-just-met katfireblade!

Medical
Tingly-face, slight balance issue, slight disorientation. Exhaustion.

Bad day yesterday, too. I must have overdone it on Saturday.

Overdoing It
The problem now is that I can't tell when I'm overdoing it. When I'm having really bad side effects, I can tell - but when I'm mostly okay, I've no way to gauge when I'm pushing myself, dammit. *sulk* So. That's another thing on the agenda. Figuring that out.

Arisia ought to be interesting in that regard.

Fear
A big part of me looks at my date with the breast surgeon on the calendar and says "Y'know, I bet that the lump and associated symptoms are nothing; there's no need to slice me up. Or see this doctor. Cancel cancel cancel!"

Adam said, "You're telling that voice to shut up, right?"

I am. But. Eek.

That's tomorrow afternoon. Best case scenario is that it's nothing, just the fibrocystic breast change the other doctor thought it was and the other symptoms are nothing. Worst case is that I'm riddled with the stuff. But I have informed the universe that I simply have no time to be sick. So.

FYI
Still only rarely getting to read any of your journals; please to be pointing me to anything you want me to see.

TwoHeadedCat has been updated, with stuff from me and catvalente and murnkay. You should go read.

Taken from here and already intriguingly answered by a bunch of people.

Think about it, even if you don't answer it. But I'd love to see answers. And I may write up some answers myself; I'd like to.

"Great minds can sometimes guess the truth before they have either the evidence or arguments for it (Diderot called it having the "esprit de divination")."

"What do you believe is true, even though you cannot prove it?"

Pass it on. I'd love to see this all over the place; I'd love to see the answers of total strangers. This fascinates me.

I keep looking in my drawer as if food is going to magically appear there.

I need a phrase translated from English to Latin -

Remember the Fall.

Fall like falling-down, not like autumn.

Yes, this is for Shayara.

So this would be memento what?

EDIT: While you're at it, I live in memory would be good, too.

ALSO EDIT: And yes, I checked dictionary.com and Babelfish and the Google-based one that were mentioned in comments on the German post the other day; they don't do Latin...

And in case any Shayara readers are curious: this is for the Telenias.

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They are skipping Atlanta.

Skipping.

Atlanta.

I must find a way down to Orlando on February 26, oh yes. Anyone want to road-trip with me? Gwyn?

Airfare is $200+ and therefore out of the question...

EDIT: They say it's to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, but really it's for my birthday, I just know it.

Elayna: "I think the Chia Pet was a last-minute gift from Uncle Butch."
Me: "No, that was from Santa, hon."
Elayna: "Santa's dead, Mommy."
Me: "What?"
Elayna: "Santa's dead. No one can live that long."
Me: "He's a mythological construct. Myths can live forever."
Elayna: "No, Mommy. Santa's dead."

She's perfectly stoic about this, mind.