{{{Soapy!!!}}}
Kricket: Do not even begin to try keeping track. It’s like one of those inner-tube pools at a water park in here. Slide in, watch the world drift by and wave every now and then.
gotti, I meant to say earlier - it sounds like Invisible Tenant stopped being quite so invisible. Hope he disappears for good soon.
A coworker, who’s been out on maternity leave, stopped by with Baby today. I love other people’s babies. I like to cuddle them and coo over them. And then hand them back to Mom and go back to my normal life. Giving them back is the best part.
Me, too, taxi.
{{{{soapy}}}}
Now what.
God.
There is campus bookstore across from my synagogue with a cafe. My daughter and I go there every Wednesday before Hebrew school to get a snack. Today I had her a doctor’s appointment during that time. Someone walked in a shot up the bookstore killing a female student.
I got a call that Hebrew School was canceled because the road was blocked off.
We would have been in there. My daughter and me.
{{{Soapy}}} I’m glad y’all are ok and so sorry about your husband’s sister’s husband.
Howdy Y’all! I’ve been awolish, I know. I was just tired yesterday and this mornin’ it was all I could do to motivate myself to get up, caffienate, forage brekkies and purtify for work. Just general tiredness.
Dindin tonight was grilled 'burgers and N.O.T. sallit. I was ambitious right after work and made the sallit. Go me. 
Hugs, gropes, trouts, chitlins, awws, yays, how you doin’s… distribute as needed.
OK, that’s quite enough rotten news in Soapy’s life, thankyewverymuch. Can we have a moratorium on this, please? ::Shakes fist at Higher Powers:: I’m so glad you’re OK, Soapy. Please let us know how your BIL progresses and know that we’re thinking of you…
swampy who???
Thanks for the reminder, taxi, I had meant to comment on Invisible Roommates lack of invisibility too. Hope you’re rid of him very soon, **gotti[/B
I’ve removed a lot of dust from my bedroom. Hopefully that will reduce some of my allergy symptoms. Makes things look better, at any rate.
Back to the great spring bedroom clean-up.
Hugs.
GT
I am in the midst of some major blurfage so forgive me for not reading the thread
I do have a fact to share - I saw a bumperstick this evening that I really liked:
01-20-2009
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I now return to my blurfage
{{{Soapy & LiLi & anyone else in need}}}
I’m having post-thesis concentration mood swings. All the stuff I’ve been covering up with work for the last two years is coming out and it’s hard to keep working through it. I had a bad moment weeding the ref stacks this morning, but it’s passed. Mostly. The storms aren’t helping either. Lightning storms make me excitable and edgy.
Home from surgery. My right pinkie has once again delivered a bouncing baby mucous cyst, this time from the middle knuckle.
Supper was good - all that was leftover were 8 strawberries. Out of 2 quarts. Everything else got et!
I’m about to assume the knit position. Oh yeah…
Name it George.
Knuckle. KNUCKLE. Knuckle. It just looks and sounds so weird to me right now.
I am home from a busy day at work. It was ok. It got bad at the end, but it’s too much to write down and I’m over it.
ENOUGH with the horrors around here. I insist on a moratorium on any more bad things happening or almost happening to MMPers. I have spoken.
It started to rain here which is bad because we’ve had so much, but good for my transplants.
Another 2 days of work and then I’m OFF FOR 4 WHOLE DAYS! yay!
But I won’t love it, or feed it, or give it baths…
Hello my lovelies. Another day of meetings and taskers at work.
Hugs to Soapy. and Li-Li.
There isn’t much else going on at the moment. My son and husband are gone. My son received his first ever paycheck today, so my husband took him to the credit union to open a checking account. After that, the plan was for my son to buy himself a cell phone.
I would think they’d be getting home any time now, but who knows what the hold up is. I last talked to them around 3:30 and they were on their way out the door then.
I’d start dinner, but I don’t know when they’ll be back.
Didn’t get as much done as I wanted to, of course. Am crawling into bed now and planning to get up early to get more done…
Is it Firday yet?
GT
Blurf. Up, with a head cold that HRH also has. Yech! Snotty mother is bad enough, but snotty congested toddler has tantrums written all over her!
{{{LiLi}}}
{{{Soapy}}}
I had a vagrant go insane , and start cursing and threatening to burn the shopping center down. The cops called back an hour after I called them about it. I got out of work late, the Wendy’s took forever to get my food, then I got stuck in traffic at the arena. my car promptly overheated. I grabbed the wrong ticket(I wasn’t the only one) and ended up forking over an extra $60 to get in, just to watch the Bruins score first. Then we scored twice, and Jokinen won in in over time. Not a bad day all in all.
{{{{{Soapy}}}}}
{{{{dotty and HRH}}}}
I agree with you rigs
: waves at Kricket :
**Ivory **-- :eek: :eek:
Glad you’re OK! And sorry for the girl and her family 
**Spaz **-- PTSD? 
Hopefully you’ll get used to being finished with your thesis!!! really soon now Congrats
(OK, I know there are probably some real issues underneath this as well, but I suspect a lot of it is your letting yourself wind down after working on the thesis for a few years. Hang in there…)
It’s Thursday. Which means it’s Firday for me
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’ and ready for another fun-filled day. Woo and Hoo.
Nuttin’ much else to say. Oh, my tomato, squash, bell pepper and banana pepper plants are lookin’ good! Can’t wait ‘til I have fresh ‘maters, squishes and peppers! MMMMMMMMMMMM… Did I mention I took up farmin’ this year? I have ‘em planted in planters (duh) instead of diggin’ up part of the yahd bein’ as I have a sprinkler system all over both the front and back yahds.
Time for more caffiene and some brekkies.
Later Y’all!
Is there such a thing as post-thesis depression? At the very least, I know there is post-thesis disorientation, I didn’t have it as bad as some others but yeah, this THING that’s been the center of your life so much and for so long that you didn’t realize it was there is gone and your life is suddenly feeling donut-shaped but not as sweet… does it show it’s almost lunchtime?
:eek: Ivory!
Hey You! Yeah You! You know I’m talking to You! Cut it out for a while, willya? Kthxbye!