A (M)ad Lib MMP

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I don’t know where to start.
I’ll go bad first-
Oldest Daughter has been suspended from school for the second time this week. Things are getting progressively worse. She’s biting herself and slamming her head into walls. She’s fighting in school. And overflowing with emotion. Her bio father picked her up tonight and took her by the police station for a talk with them, and is getting me some paperwork to get her evaluated. I’ll also be calling her counselor tomorrow and asking for a referral, because we’re getting worse instead of better.

Good?
I’m due the second week of November. (I guess we caught the pregnancy sooner than we thought.)
I was also abducted by alien doctors and probed up my woo hoo with a condom sheathed probe filled with blue jelly. I’d never had an ultrasound that way before. It was a surprise, to say nothing else. I did get a picture of the wiggle worm though. It’s just starting to get arms and legs! I’m having a tadpole! Woo!
So now I’m filling over with emotion. I didn’t bake brownies, and I’m finna cry again.

Hugs and tissues for those who need it.

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IT’S DONE

Off to take a walk with Daughter (butt is numb from working for hours at computer).

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Dangit! {{{{{{Haze}}}}}} Why are boys so stupid sometimes? Throw a rock at him, it’ll make you feel better. :confused:

Suddenly [COLOR=Purple][SIZE=7]SmartAleq goes BERSERK and lays waste to the MMP with a GIANT NERF AXE!! Shreds of Nerf and other substances fly in all directions!![/COLOR][/SIZE] Oh the humanity!!

Er, ahem, whoops! Sorry about that, sudden ICP attack–I’m all better now. Didn’t somebody just get a Dyson? Can I borrow it so I can clean up this here mess before the Moms see it?

Heh heh… :smack:

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I just spent too much time reading blogs about Peak Oil and the End of Civilization As We Know It. The prescient side of me is wanting to slap these people and tell them that the world’s not going to end any time soon, but mostly I just want to curl up with my kitty and reassure myself that (the first part of the sentence) is really true. I need a shower and sleep.

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:: backs slowly away from Aleq ::

:: hugs for Label-Less :: I hope things with your daughter work out.

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Sorry about the bad, NoLa - sounds like no fun; worse than usual teen-age ick. But I know we have people here who were just like your daughter now and grew up to be respectable adults. Hang in there. As for the tadpole… Yay! Amazing how fast they go from tadpole to everything else. Hugs…and here’s a virtual brownie for you.

Yay for it’s done, rigs.

Muppet’s one of the Dyson owners here, Smartie. When you’re done with it, pass it to LiLi; she’s been wanting to “borrow” it.

Off to beddie-bye.

GT

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Hi, all…I’m impossibly behind in reading the thread now and haven’t much to bring in.

As to the MMP, this is a true story. In fifth grade at my Chicago ArchDioc Catholic school, there was a minor scandal involving MadLibs. It seems that some children were caught filling the blanks with filthy, vulgar, obscene words. A memo was sent home to parents saying that the books were banned from school and were best thrown away entirely. Honestly, I wasn’t at all involved but MadLibs were forbidden from our house from then on. My MadLibbing suffers to this very day.

I went to karaoke in Rogers Park on Saturday. There’s a eccentric little neighborhood scene that apparently follows this dj to different bars in the area to sing. Everyone seems to know each other and it’s interesting to watch. Weird ppls, tho.

I’ve been downloading and listening to a bunch of jungle lately. There’s been some great old stuff newly uploaded. Lightah!

Go, Wednesday!

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Howdy, all. It turned into a gorgeous, beyoootiful day, so my mood improved considerably. In spite of Ms. Stupid. YOu are SO right, Rigs. Willful stupidity should deserve killin’, y’know? This woman has so many intertwined complaints going on, she has NO idea what the fuck she’s doing. Other than pissing me off, that is. :rolleyes:

{{{Taters}}} Keep us posted on the I’m-sure-it’s-good news.

Okay, I’m apparently a total dinosaur. My oldest online friend is someine I met in February of 1991, and we’re still in regular contact today. We’ve met in person a number of times; she’s an absolute doll. I have a whole group of online friends I’ve known for 15+ years. Heck, I met Papa Tigs online in about 1993. My mother has met lots of my online friends, and thinks they’re great. The Internet: It’s not just for axe murderers and pedophiles any more!

pprgrl, my former boss took her mom to the beach in her later years and used one of those beach wheelchairs. They’re wonderful inventions. Note to snowbunny: Pay heed for when I’m old and grey(er)!

Haze, you know what you need to do. It’s just not fun. Hang in there, I think most of us have been involved in doomed relationships of one type or another; we have a pretty good idea of what you’re dealing with.

Speaking of, where were you when I needed you for my bad relationship mess years ago, Spaz? :dubious:

$50 cheese? Yum! What kind is it? Or did you say and I missed it? (I’m trying to remember what everyone has been saying, hence the fragmented nature of this post.)

How old is your daughter, TagFree? I hope things settle down quickly. Do you think the presence of the tadpole is contributing to her acting up so much? Oh, and I’ve had that ultrasound up the hoo-ha, too; weird, isn’t it?

I just got a call from my mother. My sister is back in the hospital again. :frowning: She’s been really worried about my niece, who’s an extremely fragile bipolar; apparently between that and our mom being so sick, my sister’s bipolar got all out of whack again. Poor thing, she has such a time of it. Between bipolar and Parkinson’s, she just has a tough struggle. I hope I can call her tomorrow; I’ll have to find out. She’s in the part of the hospital that has rules about such things. :frowning:

Okay, that’s enough for now. Time to get a bit of work done. If I can. I’m hating Ms. Stupid so much I’m having real problems focusing. NOt that my hatred for her can even touch that of the attorney questioning her. The poor woman is probably bald by now from ripping her hair out. Some deponents will do that to you.

Nighty-night, all!

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Well, I never got an internet connection at home until 1998/99 which was when I got the home computer. We had a computer before that (a HP bought in 1991), but no internet, and Dad didn’t like us playing with it. Heck I didn’t start using a computer regularly or even go online until think 1996 or 1997, when we moved to the city and our school had nicer toys than in the small town.

hugs for your sister and niece

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Er. . . this doesn’t even sound good. Did you mean to say that you’re cutting some people some slack? Granting slackness to people sounds like a curse or something. :stuck_out_tongue: :smiley:

Huge hugs to Haze. Oh yeah. . . and prunes are a fat replacement and sugar replacement in baked goods for people that can’t have too much sugar or fat. Thought you’d wanna know that. Maybe it will help with your other problems. . . I don’t know how. . .but you never know. :slight_smile:

Lunch, what’s this about work taking up your MMP time?! Are you pretending you have a real job again? :wink:

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Okay, someone summarize what the heckles is going on.

I haven’t been here since the first page, and I* promise* to be good and caught up for the rest of the week.

Your nightshift,
beebs

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Home. I think I might have tomorrow off. Laundry if so, and see if I can afford another car.

{{{{Haze}}}}} Ya know, I’m still single, and we have lots of colleges to teach at down here. :smiley:

{{{{Taters}}}}

{{{{NoLa}}}}

Good idea, but if we end up at a Dopefest together, I’m sitting on the far side, OK?

beebs, I have no clue what’s going on either. That’s why they made me a manager.

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Obigatory dunken prost.

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Yikes! I’m just now caught up from yesterday… Really salient points only, apologies to anybody who feels ignored :o

First of all, **Taters **-- :eek:. I really really hope you’re right and those nodules are benign!! Yikes. Many hugs for you.

{{{Haze}}}, too. There ain’t nothing logical about sex, is there? Notice I’m not saying love… because I don’t think it’s there, on either side. Which doesn’t make the whole thing easier, especially when, to be honest, neither one of you is (IMHO) thinking very clearly or acting very responsibly. I’m not blaming you, it’s completely normal and human, just saying.
And maybe if you get enough hugs from us, you won’t need his? Maybe? :wink:

**Spaz **-- you sound like (with a slightly blunter object and a nerf-board) you could be an interesting date! :smiley:

**Smartie **-- You may claim you’re a “dirty old lady.” I’ll give you even the possibility of only two of the above (hint – I believe firmly that when asked about my age, the correct response is “Well, I’m closer to 30 than I am to 20…”) And you know two out of three ain’t bad! :slight_smile: – but I would *soooo *go for getting some direct proof :wink:
I liked the nerf-axe attack, too. You’d fit right in with **Spaz **on a double date, I think…

Roo, you ain’t exactly been prolific here lately, either. Just sayin’ some of us may be happy to see more of you :slight_smile:

I’m frustrated – my daughter’s iPod is no longer recognized by iTunes. It was starting to give problems, at which point she “restored” (read, wiped) it [without consulting me first]. Following that, it seems to work internally, and is recognized by Windows, but iTunes doesn’t recognize it any more. (And there are no more songs on it, and she can’t load it back up…) Which means I can’t try “restoring” it again, either…
Backed up the iTunes library, then re-installed iTunes. No dice.
Installed iTunes from scratch on a different computer. No dice.
Right now I’m thinking it’s either the USB cable (best-case scenario) or the USB port on the iPod itself (worse case) that is partially hosed. She’ll try and borrow the cable from her one other friend who also owns an iPod and we’ll see…
But I spent about 5 hours on the MFing combination of iPlod and WinDoze yesterday. Argh :mad:
The kicker? I loved how at one point the remedy for iTunes not recognizing the iPod is – if all else fails – “restore” the iPod. OK, fine. How does one restore an iPod…? Well, “start iTunes; connect iPod to computer; select iPod icon in iTunes application…” :smack::smack::smack: Arrrrrggggghhhhh!! *IF I COULD SEE THE FRACKING iPOD ICON I WOULDN’T NEED TO RESTORE YOUR MISERABLE PIECE OF ST-FOR-HARDWARE!!! *:mad::mad::mad::rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes::smack::smack::smack:

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Mornin’ all, up and caffeinating, and happy hump day. :slight_smile:

{{{{{{{NoLa}}}}}}}; sounds like oldest daughter is crying for help and you’re getting it for her–your family is in my thoughts & prayers.

Must get ready for work!

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Hi strangers! (SO, Roo, beebs, doggio).

Why am I awake already? Maybe because the alarm went off already. Twice. Guess it’s time to fill a meeting-filled day. Joy.

GT

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That’s the beauty of it. Dependin’ on particular circumstances it could be either a blessing or a curse. :smiley:

rigs finally! I’m glad all that nagging paid off.

{{{tagfree}}} Here’s hoping you can find the root of your daughter’s problem. Oh and yay on the tadpole!

Up and caffienatin’ here. Work purtification to follow soon. Need some brekkie too. Ok, off to forage and purtify.

Later Y’all!

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vroooom

drive-by!

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Good morning one and all!

Well, my hubby has joined up here afters years of lurking by proxy (as in “Listen to this post…”).

It’s a funny feeling…

Anyone else have spouses who post?

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Well, lots of Doper couples post. Don’t think any are MMPers, though.

(((Taters)))

Haze, listen to Spaz.

Ergh. Long night. Mostly because I couldn’t fall asleep till two. Nat slept from 8 to 7:30 (woke up about four times, but whatever).
Costco today. And some other stuff I don’t remember right now. Laundry. Dishes. Very exciting.

Mahna, which Hakka restaurant? I’ve never had Hakka, and I want to try it. Does it deliver? Say, to the Beach?