Now I don’t have to be at work until 0900 tomorrow. Which sounds great and all, but I don’t get out at 2pm then–I get out at 5pm, which means I have to come home and get dinner and homework etc AND get ready for Thursday, which IS an 0530. Hmmph. Not so happy about the switch.
I think the tension’s running high for most here due to it being Xmas soon…
That was our high for today. 
Home, disinclined to do anything. As I was driving home, I got to thinking I’d like a hunk o’ leftover lasagne that was in the freezer. 'Cept when I checked, there was no more lasagne. I must have eaten it myself because **FCD ** didn’t like it all that much. Anyway, now I have to decide what to have for supper. He’s not eating because today was a big luncheon at his work.
Mebbe a grilled cheese sammich?
Two days down, three to go. All I accomplished today was to get my timecard account all straightened out. I was unable to log on - it kept telling me I had my password wrong. AS IF!!! So I exchanged a few emails with our payroll goddess and did what she told me to do, and at long last, I got past the gatekeeper and the troll under the bridge. Plus it’s now set up that we don’t need passwords any longer - just our CAC (Common Access Card - a gov’t ID). So yay!
Grilled cheese doesn’t appeal. And I had soup for lunch. Cereal? Pancakes? Too bad it’s Tuesday - Cap’t Leonard’s is closed on Tuesday - they have the bestest crabcakes.
<sigh>
Ho.
Lee.
Cow.
Yesterday: Insanely busy.
Today: Kicking Insanely Busy’s ass.
And my day is not over yet because the phone will NOT. STOP. RINGING.
I need a stiff drink.
Hi everyone. I’m sick, so I stayed home.
I’m still feeling like total crap, but I had to get up. I just couldn’t take being down anymore.
Dinner for the family will be leftover tatertot casserole. I’m not sure what I’ll eat. Maybe I’ll feel like eating something like that by the time it’s dinner.
Wow, I’m getting all woozy and throw-uppy feeling again. I guess I do need to lie down.
:eek: :eek: :eek: CANNIBAL!!!
They were tasty too… 
I am feeling considerably less stressed out than I was this morning. Turns out they never expected me to get this rush job done today. Silly me, I thought it had to be in today; I doubt I would have stayed up so insanely late and dragged myself out of bed barely four hours later had I not thought I didn’t have an extra day. Once again, the outstanding communication from that office comes through. Except not. :rolleyes:
Is it bedtime yet?
Sorry you’re not feeling well, Taters. Nothing like that baby tenderness, though…
Well, I rechecked the Amazon email and I should expect HP5 here on Friday. Hmmph. Also, the cool library book I wanted–I heard back from “Bob”, who said he sent via Mediamail (what is that?) and that takes up to 4 weeks! :eek: Good god. Me, I think he’s writing the book, like that one Jack Black movie…
It’s 330 pm and I already made dinner. What? I was hungry! I didn’t want to eat anything else–that chicken and potatoes(N.O.T.) had been calling to me since 1pm. It was good.
#1 son had to stay after school to make up a test that he missed when we did his glasses last week. Daughter is home; #2 son is expected any moment now. I could clean a bathroom, but why? It’s not disgusting yet…I have fallen into the sin of sloth. Truly. I mean, the house is hygienic, but that’s it.
I want a maid.
Ok, so earlier today as I was reading through the MMP on my Moto Q, I was sure that **Li-Li ** was making camels and swampy was making (drumroll please) beefstewstesticles. :eek: I either need a bigger screen or glasses.
Other than that, today was fairly busy. I was on a mini-manic high for awhile and now I’m back to tired and angry. Sometimes I think I hate the highs almost as much as the lows. Because whenever they come it’s almost surreal and I know that it’s not like a real good mood it’s just my brain playing tricks on me and I will most likely have the post-manic crash.
But I’m home now. I’m too tired to accomplish anything else, so I think I’ll just surf the dope for the rest of the day.
Drive by…
I have heat!!!
Hooray! I’m so happy for you. It’s about time, too.
YAY! I’m glad to read that ems.
My copy’s arriving on Thursday. <pthththbbbbtttt!> That Amazon Prime paid for itself with the first order - getting a big heavy power tool shipped overnight for four bucks, and after that, it’s nice knowing everything will be either two days for free or overnight for four bucks. Although, they keep adding more and more stuff that they don’t actually sell that isn’t part of Prime.
If I could only kill this headache. Usually, I can parse out the pain and figure if it’s migraine, sinus, tension or cervicogenic. This one’s reading as all of the above.
[Kermit the Frog style frantic arm waving] YAAAAAAAAY!!! [/KtFsfaw]
I am in shock, but it’s good shock. I started this job this last week, right? I’m the complete newbie, and was hired in mid-December, at a hotel which is a 24/7 operation, though not my office. In other words, I assumed I was going to be working Christmas.
But I’m not! I have Monday and Tuesday off, then I work Wednesday!
My boss is awesome! I didn’t ask for this, but I’m sure as heck not going to ask her to change it, either. It’s not like I have any plans, but I’m genuinely surprised. Maybe I’ll ask her on the 26th why, but not before!
Hooray for heat!!!
That’s all I’ve got. It’s a boring night at home, and me with no chocolate…
Yay for heat mmmmmms!
gotti I’ll “read” in your bunk anytime.
The beefstewtesticles were good. How was the camel LiLi?
I was a good boy and got my studyin’ done today. Yay me.
I got nuttin’ else right now.
ETA: Yay for the days off snowbunny!
Yay for heat! And yay for Xmas off!
And can someone tell me if I place photos in an album in iPhoto, can I then delete them from the main library or do I lose them, then. My library looks all cluttered…
I need to iron my uniform for tomorrow. I almost never tell you all stories from work, but I could. Not so much about the pts, but some of my coworkers. Most of them are ok, and I get along with them, but two of them are wound so tight. Anyway, another time.
Just remembered that I have to wrap the teacher’s gifts. :rolleyes: It’s a neverending flow of work here for Santa’s elf. <need disgusted smiley here>
Woo-hoo! No more freezing to death! Yay!
Mr. Lissar thought I said, ‘indulging in cannibalism’, not, ‘making caramels’. Universally misunderstood.
I have a huge pot of spaghetti sauce (Batch Cooking for Post-Baby) on the stove, and I’ve been going through our wedding photos and getting all gooey. And I found and posted a pic from the Toronto Dopefest when Haze was here. I’m too tech-unsavvy to link directly, but here’s the place- http://aerinlissar.blogspot.com/]here we go.