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I lost my laundry card. $7 balance (and $5 to replace the card). FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCK! I have 2 loads to do and am a little thin until next Friday. Oh sure, it'll probably turn up. Two months from now... |
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My dad's MS is acting up so much he missed work. He's tried almost everything. Friday he was scheduled to have Botox injections into his neck and shoulders. My stepmom posted on FB asking for prayers. I'm fine with that, for the most part. Yesterday, she posted, "The prayers are working!" No, you moron, the injections are what are making my dad feel better. I like my stepmom most of the time, but that really fucking irritated me. I'm glad it's working so far and my dad is feeling better, though it has nothing to do with praying!
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This "getting older" shit can kiss my wide white ass. I went to a wonderful party last night - The "Spring/Summer Jam w/ the Jones" - good food, great company and a couple of dozen musicians jamming classic rock. I was enjoying a libation or two...
...and today I feel like roadkill. I am sore in all sorts of places. Maybe it was trying to get different camera angles...I've never had a hangover give me muscle soreness before! It was, however, totally worth it! |
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To one of my oldest friends:
I understands that it kinda sucks that the house you've lived in for so long has been sold and you find that you'll be traveling down to Florida to establish new roots. And I know that you're upset that you can't stay here in Jersey and keep.... ...oh, wait a minute, that's right -- you're forty-fucking-two years old, and your parents sold their house. You are aware that you don't actually have to head south with them? That it's perfectly acceptable to, you know, get your own place to live for once in your life? (Double-hypocritical annoyance for him being completely outFoxed and constantly bitching about "the Liberals sponging off the system") |
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Laptop?
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TheKid is gutting the basement, which has become the repository of junk for the past few years. It's bad. Not Hoarders bad, but too much crap bad. She discovered a box of stuff her dad left behind.
So this is to you, fucktard. Thank you for leaving all your "World's Best Dad" stuff, all your pictures of you and her, all your birthday cards she gave you. You really cemented into her head that once you were gone, she was forgotten. Fuck you for doing the same damn thing when you left your other ex. She, however, sold/burnt everything after you left. Well, with the exception of the "Collector" Barbie doll, which she gave to her (your) daughter to play with - I laughed when you had a tizzy about it. Asshat. Gawd you suck. |
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I didn't want to start any family drama, which is why I posted about it here instead of there. They already know I'm an atheist. She and I want the same thing -for my dad to feel better. The original call for prayers was akin to asking for good thoughts. Maybe I'll post that if they want to pray, they should be asking their god for thanks for his wonderful doctors and the miracle of modern medicine.
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There's a sign on a doctor's office nearby that has motivational messages usually. One has been up for several months: "The only place you will find success before work is the dictionary." Umm, the dictionary, and THAT SIGN!
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What is wrong with my eyes? I was welling up earlier today (stupid sentimental TV shows) and found that my tears were stinging my eyes. It's been happening for a while now, although I really can't recall just how long. But I don't remember them stinging in years past.
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My rant...I have a bunny rabbit now. And Houdini in a cage in the bathroom. I was just playing D3 and killing monsters, totally minding my own business, when I heard a rabbit scream. At first I thought it was just the game, but then I looked out the window and saw Houdini (a 10 month old cat who was fixed last Wednesday and the escaped from my outside cage the next day...and then came for dinner, got put into the new and improved cage...and escaped) tussling with a screaming rabbit. Long story short...I ran out and grabbed them both. This was a death match happening, the bunny was bigger than the idiot cat and they were both bleeding. A lot. I got them to a vet and the bunny will be fine. Houdini got his belly opened by the bunny kicks, I'm not sure that he will be OK. So now, I have one cat occupying the gooshy food cage, a badly injured stray in the bathroom and a killer bunny rabbit in the outside cage. And Bill telling me that rabbit stew is good and offering cooking tips. Hun, I already spent a lot of your money to get the rabbit vetted, and I don't eat anything that breathes air. Stop with the carrot jokes. Not only do I not eat rabbit, I also don't like cooked carrots. I cannot see how rabbit blood on carrots would be anything I'd want to eat. Bill's cat has also gotten into the occupy movement and keeps jumping into my chair when I get up long enough to find tissues because my allergies are going nuts. Yeah...I'm not having a very good day
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Humpf. If we were talking on the phone, I'd just hang up on you. Of course, I would tell you that I was hanging up first...so you would know that I didn't lose my connection.
So...consider yourself hung up on. I just checked the bunny, and she is as sweet as can be. Houdini is wearing an e-collar and hasn't managed to get out of the cage yet. This worries me. I know that he's just a stray cat, there are lots more out there...but he's MY stray cat, goshdarnit!!! Last edited by flatlined; 06-03-2012 at 10:59 PM. Reason: because I'm not hugging you either. so there. |
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If Satan needs any help redesigning hell, he should look at LAX for ideas. I've been through O'Hare, DFW, SFO, Shanghai, Beijing, and Heathrow, so I'm not unaccustomed to big airports, but what a chaotic craphole. I feel fortunate to have somehow avoided it until now.
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Dammit. I thought the Finley Peter Dunne collection I have contained the one where Mr. McKenna is all jazzed about Queen Victoria's diamond jubilee -- "She has reigned for sixty years" -- and Mr. Dooley says, "I don't care if she has snowed for sixty years." It must be in the other collection, the one that's currently in one of three boxes.
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Fucking mummy politics.
In particular, a local mum who I used to be friends with, until we were both involved in talking over a local walking group last year, and we butted heads. I still invited her kid to my kids birthday party after that, she still invited me to christmas drinks at hers. And now I hear she's not invited my kid to her kid's birthday party, plus she's not sponsoring me for my 5K race when I sponsored her damned sister that I've never even met, just to be polite. Worst thing is, she's in our bookclub too, and it's my turn to host this month so I can't even avoid her. Grrr. |
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I thought about putting this in the Workplace Griping thread, but it's not my workplace, so I'm putting it here.
My 19 year old daughter was supposed to start her first job today. She was going to be trained as a hostess at a locally-owned restaurant. She was very nervous, and very excited. So, she gets up early, gets herself ready, and gets to work on time. The manager who is training her is not quite ready, so asks her to sit at the counter for a while and wait. Here, I'm a little fuzzy with the sequence of events. At some point after she started waiting at the counter, the owner of the restaurant came in and asked my daughter/the manager who she was. The manager told him she was the new hostess who was being trained. At this point, the owner apparently went off, and either changed his mind or forgot that he had approved the manager hiring someone, and basically decided that my daugher doesn't have a job after all. She called me from the car in hysterics. I got her calmed down enough to drive home. But, from me, her mom, here to the restaurant owner: FUCK YOU! I know it's your business, and you have the right to change your mind or overrule any hiring by your managers, but dammit man, she was sitting right there. Did you have to do this now? You couldn't listen to the manager when she told you you'd approved it? You couldn't give the kid a break because she showed up? Bad form, man. Very very bad form. Rude, too. I've encouraged my daughter to call the manager this afternoon and let the manager know that she is still available if the owner changes his mind again, but personally I'm not sure I want her working somewhere where the owner goes off like that or changes his mind like that regularly. But I'm trying to help her learn how to be professional. Asshole. Last edited by Indyellen; 06-04-2012 at 11:51 AM. Reason: Pronoun trouble |
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Actually, it was a NASCAR Barbie. One of a bazillion sold with "Collector's Edition" noted on the box. On the positive side, TheKid experienced some - I can't remember the word - closure? - going through some of his stuff. I just hurt for her. |
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It's June, dammit, JUNE. It's supposed to be WARM out. It is NOT supposed to make me think, "gee, I probably should have brought my jacket with me" when I go out to my car at lunch time. When I lived in the Bay Area, I was willing to live with this, since it came with some other benefits, like not having snow. Snow and needing to wear a jacket in June? No thanks.
I pit whatever it is about pregnancy that makes me have to pee all the fucking time, and then not have much actual pee come out when I do go. That's really frustrating. I used to pee like a racehorse, but be able to go several hours between trips to the bathroom. I miss that. I think I decided when I was about seven that "collectible" dolls were a dumb idea. They're dolls you aren't even supposed to play with, how stupid and lame is that? I haven't seen much since then to change my mind on this. If I want to invest money for my baby, I will invest it in mutual funds or a 529, not collectible dolls. At least most kids generally aren't tempted to play with mutual funds and risk breaking them by doing so. |
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Starting the car this morning, there's the noise of an unmuffled motorcycle. I look around for the bike (there's several in my neighborhood) I realize there's no one on the street and it's my fucking car making that noise! Shit! Stop the car get out, notice a little bracket on the driveway....sometime between Saturday morning and Monday morning some fucker stole my catalytic converter!
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To whoever is setting the thermostat in my building at work: This is an office building, not a polar bear habitat. I could see why you kept it cold in here in the winter- saving money, saving the environment, and all that. But those reasons don't apply now.
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If my kid does show an interest in playing with mutual funds, should I encourage this interest, or ask our rabbi about an exorcism?
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Indyellen, please have your daughter remind the manager that since she showed up, she is owed wages. Here in the Commonwealth of Taxachusetts, she would need to be paid for three hours, the state minimum shift. If she was being dismissed from her job, she would need to recieve said funds AT THAT TIME. Failure to do so would result in triple damages to her, even more to the state.
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Dear husband,
You're really battin' a thousand, y'know that? I honestly and truly do appreciate you wielding the weed whacker & attacking the jungle that was the back yard, it's nice to be able to see out of the back windows again. But using a gas powered machine with a brush blade on it around the HVAC unit? Not your brightest move. I don't care how careful you said you were, there are mangled wires and possibly mangled copper tubing, and we have no a/c. Well, you're the one who's going to suffer, I don't mind not having the house a meat locker as much as you do. And you get to pay for it. I unfortunately though have to deal with getting it fixed (snarl). I don't know whether to laugh or cry, or just kill him... |
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Consider it his way of playing with math but make sure you've got the rabbi on speedcall.
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Right now half of my place is really really dark. The half that I use all the time. My mom is making a lampshade for the lamp that's the primary source of light for my apartment, which is awesome. But the only lamp in that half only casts a little bit of light. And that's red. *sigh* Yet another reason I have to get my ass in gear about getting the dining and office areas cleaned up. (The main one being the party in two weeks. AAAAHHHH!!! ) |
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Apparently there's been a rash of thefts like this since the price of precious metals went through the roof. The thieving goatsnorters are recycling the converters for the tiny amount of platinum in them. It’s particularly annoying because now that the scum sucking thieves know I have a car that’s easy to get to, they probably be back as soon as I replace it. I don’t have a garage I can park in.
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Hey germs, you tortured my poor husband for three days with body aches, a sore throat and fever. You did not have to seek revenge when he finally got rid of you by invading me. I have aching body parts where I didn't quite know I had body parts.
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I agree with you that the companies who buy scrap metal need to be held liable for the receiving of stolen goods. People who (are convicted of) steal(ing) man hole covers, which are incredibly expensive to replace and present a significant danger, should be taken out and flogged by the nastiest of Skald the Rhymer’s minions. For the person who stole a chunk of my car, I’m willing to beat him/her myself, today.
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You are not the first person to wonder this. Barbie Trashes Her Dreamhouse. |
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Watches steam come out of your ears as you realize that all the bother and time and expense you are dealing with is so a thief can maybe make 50 bucks. Bunny and kitty are doing better. I posted about it for advice as to feeding said bunny and of course got excellent advice. I didn't know that bunnies needed to eat hay, I thought they ate rabbit food. Today I was able to take a picture of bunny and hung "Found Rabbit" signs all over. I hope the owner sees the signs and calls. |
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Yep, seems that all of those former Beanie Baby "investors" have a similar idea. My husband has a seemingly endless supply of those to keep in his trunk for kids he encounters at work (and a handful that have come indoors for our girls to play with.)
As for those scrapyard operators that should be prosecuted? Some finally are being investigated. Recently, my husband's colleague stopped a semi with a stolen trailer-full of scrap. This has led to charges against a father and son team of thieves, plus the junkyard buyer. Early estimates are that this operation moved $4-6 million over the past couple of years! My gripe? We desperately needed the rain that TS Beryl brought, but not the mosquitoes. And I can practically hear the grass growing, and the shrubs are trying to eat the house! (Whoever planted ivy can suck on my socks. Less than a month since I cut it back, and it has already grown up over the 5-foot-high lampposts in the front yard.) And the old dude who lives catty-corner behind me had his yard "leveled" over the winter: all trees and shrubs gone, gone, gone, and soil brought in. So now the low side of his yard is a huge, mosquito-infested pond that's taking forever to dry up. Those bothersome oaks, magnolias, and azaleas would have soaked it all up by now... while looking pretty! |
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It's not a big deal since I only glance at Gawker occasionally, but it's usually for the comments (hopefully funny, like they are on Deadspin). They've absolutely destroyed the user-friendliness of the site. If a story has 50 comments, it appears that rather than just load them all and scroll through quickly, you probably have to click about 49 times to see them all. It's annoying, but I'll be really pissed (as far as one can be about internet stuff) if Deadspin gets stuck with this system.
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