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So, this is always a great way to start a conversation:
ME: (on my way home from class) Hey mom, how's it going?
MOM: Oh, not too great, I'm at Urgent Care.
ME: ...you didn't let Dave give you pills again, did you? I keep telling you it's not a good idea!
All kidding aside, she's fine, she just got into something nasty at one of her clients' houses and needs to get shot up with antihistamines and steroids so her skin will stop blistering. She had the same problem last summer, when she worked for...actually the same guy, and she let it go for a few days and basically ended up incapacitated for about three weeks, which was pretty awful. Like poison oak, but times a million, all over, and with no obvious source, since they killed everything they thought might be causing it last summer. I'm glad she went in a lot sooner this time.
Other than that minor kerfluffle, it's been good as far as Mondays go. I think I have a new story to add to my 'must work on' list. I feel almost guilty about it, because it is such a ridiculous wacky sitcom type set-up, but...but...I'm still awfully enamoured of it.
Plot Summary: There's some kind of accident, possibly prank related, and Booster breaks his leg. Ted feels guilty about it, so he offers himself up as Booster's manslave while he's out of commission. Which of course Booster abuses horribly, making Ted do all kinds of stupid errands and wait on him hand and foot. Finally Ted snaps and storms off, utterly fed up with Booster's selfishness. Which is when they get attacked by supervillains! And Ted saves Booster's crippled butt, but he gets hurt in the process. And then there is smooching.
So you can see it is fairly high up there on the cracked-out cliche goodness scale. But I have to think it would be a lot of fun to write, and it does suit their personalities so well...
ME: (on my way home from class) Hey mom, how's it going?
MOM: Oh, not too great, I'm at Urgent Care.
ME: ...you didn't let Dave give you pills again, did you? I keep telling you it's not a good idea!
All kidding aside, she's fine, she just got into something nasty at one of her clients' houses and needs to get shot up with antihistamines and steroids so her skin will stop blistering. She had the same problem last summer, when she worked for...actually the same guy, and she let it go for a few days and basically ended up incapacitated for about three weeks, which was pretty awful. Like poison oak, but times a million, all over, and with no obvious source, since they killed everything they thought might be causing it last summer. I'm glad she went in a lot sooner this time.
Other than that minor kerfluffle, it's been good as far as Mondays go. I think I have a new story to add to my 'must work on' list. I feel almost guilty about it, because it is such a ridiculous wacky sitcom type set-up, but...but...I'm still awfully enamoured of it.
Plot Summary: There's some kind of accident, possibly prank related, and Booster breaks his leg. Ted feels guilty about it, so he offers himself up as Booster's manslave while he's out of commission. Which of course Booster abuses horribly, making Ted do all kinds of stupid errands and wait on him hand and foot. Finally Ted snaps and storms off, utterly fed up with Booster's selfishness. Which is when they get attacked by supervillains! And Ted saves Booster's crippled butt, but he gets hurt in the process. And then there is smooching.
So you can see it is fairly high up there on the cracked-out cliche goodness scale. But I have to think it would be a lot of fun to write, and it does suit their personalities so well...