Scout update: His columnaris is worse. The scales in the infected spots are being pushed up. I'm at a loss. Last time he had columnaris, it was a very mild thing, and one dosage of JFE killed the fungus. This time, he's been fully medicated, and in only 24 hours, he looks awful. On the upside, he's more active today than he was yesterday, and some of his color has returned. I don't know what to do other than what I've been doing, and it doesn't seem to be helping. Poor boy.


And my computer is restarting again. Ugggh.

Anyway, to keep my brain occupied: linkage.

The second presidential debate is tonight. Fact-checking the first debate.

One section of the US Patriot Act has been struck down.

Bush's job growth record. Need a reason to vote? It's the economy, stupid. :P

The Flip-Flop Catalogue.

Melissa Etherige has breast cancer.

Oh. Em. Gee.


Aster. Lemondrops tonight. Get lemon juice!

Hey. my computer is working for a whole five minutes.

Watched the debate. I think Kerry won, but given that the majority of America will at least call it a draw because Bush proved he could look convincing while stringing together three whole sentences, I'm not overly jubilant. Oh and hey, a reporter came by and watched us yell at the tv screen. I'll be in the paper in the morning. So yay, we'll forever be known by the residents of Kurl Kenny Murland as "those damn liberals."

Also, I'm kinda drunk. OR as i say in my head, D_R_K_N_U. I dunno, it's odd. Go with it. I've never posted "drknu" before. Seeing as I can't be drknu because I'm on duty tomorrow, I figured it's the least I can do. At least you know you're getting the straight stuff.

I got Scout some Maroxy, which may help, but I'm not sure. He's looking kinda sad, not moving so much. It's a 5-day treatment, and can be used with the other two meds, and I'm going to keep up the salt baths.

Aster's dyeing my hair tomorrow. Woo.

God, there was something else, but I forgot. Sleep-- before my computer turns itself offf. Maybe a shower. There shall be no shower-related fisticuffs in the morning.