Off to work. It sounds like 2007 really does need to be kicked to the curb… 
For my part, I am happy to see it go: pneumonia, oak leaf gall mites, cicadas–ugh.
On the plus side: new (good job), grad school, kids doing well (well 2/3 of them).
Have a good day, all. Yay for heat, ems–just in time for you to turn it waaaay down and go away. :rolleyes:
up early. off to work early. leaving early to get hair done before chorus gig and party. off tomorrow.
yay heat
yay end of lousy 2007
yay caffeine
that is all.
{{{Spaz}}}
{{{PieBabe}}}
Caffeinating. No breakfast b/c of egg burnout…
VunderKind arrives today. Still not done shopping for him… I found a very funny calendar at the wholesale club for him last night, “Things I Learned In College 101”. Showed it to VWife, and she promptly pointed out that it was a 2007 edition. :smack: :mad:
{{{Pie}}} and {{{Spaz}}} Day-um! That which does not kill us, makes us stronger, or sumpin’.
I’m here at work, but just for a half day, then I’m off until next Wednesday! Yay! I wish I was more up for Christmas this year. I’ve got the blahs, for no good reason.
I’m going to go shopping this afternoon, and buy something for my husband. I couldn’t get the Mr. Beer in time, and nobody sells it retail. He is so hard to buy for, but I want him to have a surprise gift to open Christmas morning! <sigh>
Ok, I’ll go do some work I guess. <blech>
{{{Cutie Pie and Spaz}}} May 2008 bring both of you all the good stuff y’all deserve.
OOOOOOH! Kill her with graciousness and kindness. It’s so evil! I love it! You go Taters! 
What? I get all tingly at the thought of using one’s good manners and still puttin’ the fear of Og in somebody.
I have a new addiction. Honey chipotle sauce. I got ribs with that sauce last night. YUM!!! To my credit I did not lick my plate clean cause we were in public and all.
Merry Christmas to you to Special1. Enjoy your vacation!
Yay for heat mmmmmms! Have a safe trip and have fun.
Feel better doggio!
Oh, and I’m back in da cave. I didn’t make breakfast. Went to Waffle House. I had a pecan waffle and bacon. Double YUM! Now I’m caffienatin’ yet again. A couple more cups and I’ll be up on the roof howling. WHEE!!!
Ok, time to come down from the caffiene high.
Later Y’all!
((((((Spaz and Pie))))))
Morning. Carseat, grocery shopping, lunch, midwives appointment. Next week Mr. Lissar is working two days, and off for five. This is the proper, civilized way to set up work schedules. One of the work days is our anniversary, but we’ll probably just hang out, watch movies, and cuddle. Last uninterrupted time together for twenty-five years, right?
Oh, I forgot- last night I dreamed I’d had the baby (which was surprisingly easy and pleasant) and we were at some kind of party, and I was frustrated because I didn’t have computer access. Which meant I hadn’t notified you guys and the Straight Dope at large about the kid. It was mildly upsetting. I felt this huge sense of obligation.
Monday IV: The Onslaught
Now Playing.
Breakfast et. Caffeination in progress, phone ringing, problems being dealt with. I had to deal with one of our PITA dealers last night, who showed up at 4:30, right when everyone went home, to pick up some of his crap. He knows full well the entire warehouse staff goes home at that time and that I’m the only one left in CS, but he came in anyway to pick up his crap, and to get some problems on his order corrected, and to complain about parts he was still waiting for and that I should go and check on because they might be here and – augh! The guy is a walking nuisance. Even after I satisfied every part on his order, including the ones he was complaining about, he kept on with the '…but I can’t understand why…" gripes. Just shut your cake hole already! You got your parts, now bugger off so I can get back to the job I wasn’t supposed to leave in the first place. I could have told you to piss off and come back tomorrow when the warehouse staff was in! Just be happy I went well out of my way to help you at all, especially on a day when we were already insanely busy without you monopolizing my time. Contentious old wanker.
Taters - There is definitely something much more menacing about threats delivered with kindness and a smile. Maybe it’s the impression it gives that the one giving the threat may or may not very well be the rumble just before the super volcano rips violently open, spewing deadly lava for miles around and leaving nothing but a deep smoking caldera in its wake. The only thing more amusing than watching someone deliver their disapproval in this manner is seeing the the recipient’s smug face slowly melt away into one of borderline panic. Schadenfreude at its finest. 
Roo - It is a gift I have. I normally keep it tucked away, but when I whip it out, it never fails to leave an impression.
What? I didn’t-- ohhh, you thought-- haha! Well, well, now who has a dirty mind? Pervs, the lot of ya. And stop that leaking! I just lacquered the carpet.
Pie - Wow – I’d be giving my regular doctor eight courses of hell if he has been misdiagnosing my problems for 4 freakin’ years resulting in the treatment making them worse. Isn’t that grounds for malpractice? 'Cos that’s probably where I’d be taking out the productive end of my anger.
Spaz - Wow. Not to be flip about it, but that’s like a couple years’ worth of soap opera story arcs right there. Hope '08 turns out to be a better year. Hey, it has to be – you guys won’t have Bush to kick around anymore.
Good morning, everybody.
Wow, sounds like lots of folks here are ready to get rid of 2007 altogether! Not that I blame you – it sounds like a really tough year, Spaz, and you’ve already heard what I think of your misdiagnosis, Pie. Here’s hoping 2008 is better – not that you have anywhere to go but up!
A pecan waffle and bacon at the Waffle House, Swampy? Oh, man, that is my favorite Waffle House crack – now you’re making me jealous that there’s no Waffle House closer than an hour from here! Ummm, pecan waffles…
Ahem. Anyway, I’m up, kinda sorta barely, this morning. They’re working on the parking lot next door with large, loud equipment, so between that and the Idiots barking at it, it woke me up; but getting the body moving and out of bed was another issue entirely. Anyway, I’m upright right now; I make no warranties of how long it will last. This med is kicking my ass to the curb! (Well, the bed, actually, but you know what I mean.) But at least my foot is still not quite so spasmed. :rolleyes:
More caffeine is definitely in order. And then we’ll see what the day brings.
It’s unanimous! 2007 begone!! But we can all say with pride that we made it through, right? Hugs to all who need them.
Today is the final festival of [del]gluttony[/del] treats. It’s a breakfast buffet that looks just wonderful but I am saving myself for the team holiday lunch at the Cheesecake Factory.
Who thinks they will have a white holiday? Not me. We are supposed to be at 80 degrees Murkin which will be good for grillin steaks and lobster tails. When I lived up nawth, though, I always prayed for a fresh snowfall cause it would make everything look so purty. One year 36 inches fell during the holiday week. :eek:
One more day of work and I am off till Jan 2! Yay!!
Tupug
I am up breakfasted, caffienated and packed!
I am at work but I am a figment of everyones imagination. I have a meeting that one of my guys needed some back up in so I will only be here an hour.
Then I need to go buy kitty litter and cat food so Libby can be kept in the standard she has become accustomed to while I am gone.
I have butterflys I am so excited to go home
Oh I showered in a warm bathroom this morning which was a novelty!
I am sorry that people had a bad year in 2007 - Here is to making 2008 the best year ever for all MMPers!
Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays/Insert greeting of choice to everyone
To quote the worst story to come out of the Graduate Short Story Class last year: Metal and heads don’t mix. Hope the brackets stay up today, or, if they must fall, they hit your worst enemy instead of you.
What’s wrong with cicadas? If you be the cicada you can get away with murder. 
Taters, excellent idea, that killing with kindness and class. [C. Montgomery Burns] Eeeeexcellent![/CMB]
Pie–whoever suggested going hammer and tongs at Dr. Misdiagnosy, I agree with. Once again it is Time to Get Stabby.
Sorry, Mindfield, we’ve got Shrubya until 2009. My birthday is January 22. My 29th birthday party will begin two days before that date. There may be burnings in effigy.
I am irritated – nay, annoyed.
I got my bonus cheque today. Being that I have been here over two years (almost two and a half, in fact), that qualified me for the second tier bonus (2-10 years service), which was $300.
I did not get $300. I got $100, less taxes. I’ve spoken to the executive assistant about it. I hope she can get it cleared up, but because the bonus cheques are processed through an outsourced payroll company,something tells me that they aren’t going to be able to do anything about it until after the holiday season. Grrrrr. That totally screws me up for the holiday; that bonus, plus a bit extra, was what was going to tide me over 'til next cheque while the rest of my paycheque pays off bills and buy some last minute Christmas gifts. Now I’m short $200. :mad:
This sucks.
Spaz - Wait, how’d Dubya get a one-year reprieve? I missed that memo.
MinDude he is president until January 20, 2009. See, he [del]stole the presidency[/del] was elected in 2000. His first term was January 20, 2001 - January 20, 2005. Due to the idiocy of most of my fellow Amurrkins Shrub got himself another term which commenced January 20, 2005 (inauguration day, or however ya spell it) until January 20, 2009.
Thus endeth the Amurrkin civics lesson.
I’m hongry! I need food! However, since it appears food will not magically appear here on my 'puter desk, I guess I’ll just have to go forage. Life is so unfair!
BioTigs I say PapaTigs should take you to Waffle House for a Pee-can waffle. It’s only an hour’s drive after all!
ETA: Boo about the bonus screw up!
VunderKind’s plane is on the ground, theoretically. VWife has gone to fetch him.
Let the Gates of Heaven swing open!
Holy hell, Spaz, that’s one horrible year to go through. sends {{hugs}} and plates of virtual Christmas cookies At least 2007 is about to get outsourced to the past (or something like that…) and then you’ll only have to deal with the newbie, 2008!
And as for you, Pie… I’m so sorry you were treated like that. What a mess; that sort of thing makes one afraid to visit a shrink even if they do have problems that need attention… But at least now you know what’s going on, and you don’t have to let those docs give you the wrong meds anymore. Despite how awful it might feel right now, this is your opportunity to make things better for yourself. I hope it works out for you. {{hugs}}
As for me, I’m ready to let 2007 go, too. Don’t get me wrong, in many ways it’s been a wonderful year for me, but goddamn am I ready to let all the drama of it fade out.
The drama hasn’t let up yet though… A couple days ago, my dad was officially diagnosed with diabetes. This isn’t any bit of a surprise to anyone in the family; after all, he’s been drinking a two-liter of Coke every day for the last decade or two… Hopefully having to prick his finger every few hours will make him realize that the way he eats is Not Okay. Not that it seems to have had much of an effect yet; last night he made himself a huge ice-cream and eggnog float for dessert. sigh He has cut out sugared pop, though, which is a good start, but… I worry about him. He’s known that he needs to change his lifestyle for years, and yet it never seems to pan out for long.
Hey, at least you get a bonus. Around here, you either need to be in some sort of sales position or be at a “4” grade, which generally takes about 15-20 years to accomplish, to even be eligible for a bonus.
Many years ago, when I was with the long-gone leather shop, the owner was very nice at xmastime. We’d make a bit of a joke of it in December whenever a customer paid with crisp $50 or $100 bills that those bills would be coming back to us at the xmas party. On my second year there, my bonus was four Benjamins. Happier times…
Last year’s $5.00 Starbucks card is still in my desk drawer.
My mailman’s going to hate me. Between a pile of outbound cards in our mailbox and a pile of outbound boxes at the front door, he’ll be leaving our house with more than he came. But, they offer free pickup of Priority Mail packages, so why spend the gas to go to the post office? Their online labels and postage thing is pretty spiffy, even if it doesn’t work with Safari.
Sounds like the whole MMP needs hugs again. {{{MMP}}}
Good luck with your foot and the meds, MamaTigs.
Hope your dad learns to stick to his new diet, ali.
Speaking of too much sugar, I’m overwhelmed with food at work again. I got hungry late morning so I grabbed a bagel that came from some vendor or other. Good bagel, the kind with crunchy sugar stuff on top. Then after I’d finished all of that sugar, I found out that my manager brought in cake for my birthday today instead of tomorrow (birthday’s Saturday) so I really need to have at least a little piece to be nice. It’s going to be a major sugar overload.
I’m really not ready for our trip this weekend. I haven’t packed yet, I haven’t wrapped presents, I haven’t gotten stuff ready for the cat (who’ll have someone checking in on her daily). And I’m totally unmotivated to do any of it. Bleh.
Hello, MMPers! My guests finally left yesterday. Not that I minded having them or anything - the Princess and I got along well, and we did get to know each other a little better than before, although I also think that that’s where it’s going to stay. We like each other well enough and we have mutual friends that we love dearly but I doubt WE are ever going to be bosom buddies. Which is fine. Captain Cheekbones, on the other hand, was in fine form, and cheerfully got drunk with us almost every night he was here. (The Princess doesn’t drink - which made things a little awkward the last night when everyone wanted to stay up longer and she wanted to go home.)
On Saturday night we were having a party at New England Gentleman’s house, which ended up with us walking through a freakin’ blizzard to get to a dive bar because we’d run out of alcohol. The Princess and I left early - she doesn’t drink, and she was ill, so I felt obligated to take her home (although if she hadn’t been there you know I would have stayed til closing time). Anyway, Captain Cheekbones, That Guy, Minister’s Lad, and another girl (she was the preceptor for That Guy and Capt. Cheekbones during our MA year) finished up at a gay bar, but by this time they were so wasted they didn’t know which end was up. Everyone got separated, which was bad for Capt. Cheekbones because he was supposed to be staying with That Guy. After getting hit on by several men and getting his ass pinched by the bouncer, he called That Guy who it turns out was in a cab on his way home. :rolleyes: That Guy says he doesn’t remember most of this, except that it seemed like a good idea at the time. :dubious:
All right. I need food, then need to get various errands done that I’ve been putting off for most of the week. Ta for now. Hugs and kisses where appropriate (and inappropriate as well 
).
Good morning.
Bonus? What is this bonus you speak of? I’ve never received a Christmas bonus. The government just doesn’t do that.
I’ve got to get going. I need to head to downtown Tacoma to pick up some gift cards, then stop at an import store in the southern part of that city, then run back out here to get the kids. Between those two stops, I need to run to the bank, and the grocery store. Oi vay!
I guess I should get my hiney in gear. Talk to y’all later.