Up and caffeinated and off to work. <sigh>
Dotty, I knew they weren’t Maggie’s, she prefers zebra stripes.
Morning all, well it’s morning for another five minutes over here. We’ve just been told we’re having all our computer systems upgraded so that the whole university is using the same software. How funky! It’s only taken them a decade to realise that we have problems sharing information because we can’t all access the same stuff.
In other news, I cooked dinner last night - chicken boobies stuffed with feta cheese and cherry tomatoes with oregano and paprika then wrapped in bacon and baked, served on a bed of minty mashed N.O.T with carrots and peas. Very yummy too. Apparently 'im indoors is cooking tonight. I’m off to the gym to prepare for it!
I’m married. The math is left as an exercise to the reader… 
BTW – Dotty, there’s a new poster whose Location field says “Dubai”: Desert Nomad
FYI.
such goings on overnight and still no kitty pics frm mmmmmmmmm!
Speaking of kitty, I wish Smokey would understand me when I tell her this
And because I had so much fun at the party, I present my contribution to today’s song collection:
[rockin’ out]Oh, I see a man at the back
As a matter of fact his eyes are red as the sun
And a girl in the corner let no one ignore her
'Cause she thinks she’s the passionate one
Oh, yeah, it was like lightning, everybody was frightening
And the music was soothing, and they all started grooving
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
And the man at the back said
Everyone attack and it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said
Boy, I wanna warn ya, it’ll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz[/ro]
yawn
I hates me some mornings.
rubs eyes
I have to go hop in the water closet and go toddle off to work now.
(first of all “water closet”? “toddle”? you been hanging with BooFae and zelie a little too much I think)
Now I have an image of you doing your morning ablutions balancing on one foot
Y’all have let me down. I post pictures of kittens yesterday, and I don’t even get a squee. :dubious: :mad:
I “squeeee”'d at the little grey one (you didn’t hear me, I guess) but I was too saddened by the loss of the two fosters to post
VBob - you posted cat pics? I managed to miss them so I had to go back and look. But it’s too sad 'cos you lost two little kitties too. That surely outdoes the squeeness of the cutie you’ve got left.
However, I think VWife is right about the tail count - two plus one equals nearly enough.
I squeed, too, Bobbio, but I was sad, too. See, you should reserve the squeeable photos for a different post than telling about losing sweet widdle fuzzy kittehs. Because that’s just too sad to mix in with squeeing.
I’m up and caffeinating, but make no warranty about state of awakeness. I had weird dreams last night. I can’t remember much about them, but they left an overwhelming memory of weirdness. I hope caffeine can do its job soon; I’ve got things to do today, but right now less than no energy to do them. I think I’ll contemplate my coffee cup some more. Back later.
Yawn. Mr. Lissar made me watch the Doctor Who episode with the child in a gas mask on Sunday, and it’s been interfering with my sleep. Creepy children are about 1000000x creepier than anything else.
I’m going on a doughnut and coffee run for the MMP. Who wants what?
I’ll take a large french vanilla coffee, extra cream, extra sugar, and a french cruller (I assume you’re heading for Dunkin’?)
Bobbio, Ralph E. Looks a lot like Max the younger when he was a squirt. He’s a big giant bully now, He even pushes the Alpha Male around (that would be Hubby, he’s a legend in his own mind.)
The babies are kinda little to squeee over. I don’t want to get attached, if they’re just going to break my heart. 
You can make them strong… right?? Right??? Ok then.
Unfortunately, VWife has a very good record for turning orphink kitties into screaming hellraisers. The down side is that I have bury at least one each time, but you’re supposed to root for the ones who make it, not mourn the ones who don’t.
Ralph is from the last class. BTW, she’s named for her former ability to puke up her formula after being fed. She’s going to go to the horking hall of fame when she’s big.
This batch won’t be around long, because they have to go before VWife gets her bioknee on the 24th.
I squeed! I squeed! But the world does not need more kittens… (I assume that the fostered ones all get neutered at some point, right?).
Dotty: I have one question: why o why would you wear a thong with a bikini? (unless the bikini bottom is a thong?).
Hot here again-yuck. Bring on the sweater weather-I’m ready!
Did anyone here finish my debate position paper? No-well, you’re ALL a bunch of slackers! I guess I’ll have to do it, now. <mutters if you want something done, you have to do it yourself…>
Lisslar--when are you due? I’ve forgotten.
I have a busy week ahead. boo. hiss.
yeah, you really don’t want scurrying kittehs underfoot while recooping. Bad enough having full grown scurrying catses underfoot.
Our new web pages went live yesterday. Do they work? Do they 'eckaslike. I will be spending the rest of the afternoon and all of tomorrow trying to sort them out into some kind of normality before Tin Knickers comes back from her hols. And I’m taking Thursday off. So there.
I’m much more worried about the idiot dogs than the cats when it comes to recoop time.
Rigs, we’re fostering for the local shelter. Of course the naughty bits get redone.
Hey! Why throw me under the bus?? She never would have known it was my idea! :: angel smiley ::
Awesome party pugs! And a very happy (if much belated) birthday. I brought cake to work today, please help yourself to a piece. Just make sure to leave a piece for my coworker whose birthday was also Sunday. (Puggy’s **was **Sunday, right? I’m still a little confused after all that!)
I think the thong was KeithT’s. OW! He’s poking me. I guess I wasn’t supposed to tell you that. :o
I squeed over little Ralph, bobbio. Very cute. And if Her Highness Miss Lily wouldn’t hate it, we’d take one of the little ones once they’re old enough to be adopted. But she’s well ensconced in her only-catness.
**KeithT **made frozen custard last night, using the ice cream maker that someone gave us for our wedding… that was only 9 months of owning it without using it. He made ginger-dark chocolate. It was really really really really good.
I need some good thoughts/prayers. [TMI alert] I’ve had two abnormal pap smears in a row (6 months in between) now and I’ve got to go in for follow-up on Friday and a possible biopsy. I’ve managed to stay mostly calm since they called with the results on Friday, but I am just a little freaked out. Does anyone have any good stories about getting multiple abnormal results with nothing really wrong?