Stone IPA all 'round to those that had a bad day and like some strong bitter goodness. I have lots of good Twinings around too for the beer-free. I have to put the kibosh on the beer drinking because I must start studying for the Test From Hell. I panicked today when I started planning out the rest of the summer and realized it is just over 2 months to test time, and I have to get a road trip in edgewise to go see Cheez_Whia and the rest of the fam out in CO.
Sooo Imma get up early tomorrow to put the beef burgundy in the Crockpot then head off to the library with my LSAT books. My house is too dark and full of distractions (mostly in cat form) to get any good studying down. It’ll only get worse after I get my HP7 book Friday night. I’ll probably be done with it though by Saturday night, unless my grilling schedule intervenes.
I could live very happily, not getting up before noon. When I was housesitting one summer, I got into a routine of going to bed at about 5am and getting up in the mid afternoon. I missed most of the January sun, but it was worth it - the house had the most fantastic library.
Hello to all you cool MMPers! (or mumpers, as I call you in my head) Don’t mind me, I’m just distracting myself from the scary ticket prices from NZ to London, and the equally terrifying exchange rate. Soon, UK dopers, I shall be one of yoooou!
Hi, Queenie and eni. Thanks for thinking of us beerverage-free people.
Dotty, I hope Noor gets better soon.
Had a lousy weekend. The TV is still not working, I have to ask France Telecom what do I do. The internet connection is fine, though. Got an attack of PMS-and-lack-of-bullrun assisted blues (there’s people here who’d yell at me if I called it depression because I’ve never taken pills for it); I’m used to knowing when I’m having my monthlies, which means I would have known that part of the emotional yuck was from that and also that “this belly” I had in spite of the current dieting (cholesterol, basically the only food in the “eat often” list I like is white fish, should I turn into a cat?) was going to go away.
But talking about feeling like shit when I’m with that variant of “feeling like shit” makes me feel worse, so instead of coming here to whine I pushed myself to hunt down dust bunnies (I do my cleaning on the weekend), launder the bedsheets, go out for walks and eat properly. And no comfort foods… The supermarket has a whole aisle dedicated to foie gras and I’m not allowed to touch it, sniffles
Special1 threatened with dragging my butt here if I didn’t come, so here I am. Should go wade through the Mafia V thread now…
There was a ton of emails at work; half were directly not relevant. The rest are properly set in motion by now. I think. I believe I have a bit of a fever, blagh, and having problems concentrating. I’m also having problems giving a melon’s seed about the job, but when I do care about it I get all worked up, so I’m not sure that caring about it is good either. One of my programmers has been off sick, poor guy. He’s back now.
Special1, that may be the walk we used to call “my balls hurt”… it’s like they’re not sure if they want to be John Wayne or Clint Eastwood and end up projecting a penguin instead.
Never saw the dude… but from her description that sounds about right.
None of those girls was even considering “helping” him get rid of the Blue Balls Syndrome, in any case, even in the remote possibility that’s what it was… They’re (mostly, still…) “good” girls (hey, they’re just 14, even if they do know about The Facts of Life)
Sorry about your feeling bad and your work sucking The only bright side is things are bound to get better (at least in terms of how you’re feeling)
I’m (still) trying to catch that elusive bug by the tail. THEN we need to identify the critter. Then it will (likely) be child’s play to actually solve the problem.
I got a little more sleep last night, but not enough. Caffeination is under way.
I got the :rolleyes: from VWife last night because I went on a rescue call. One of our regulars is an old lady who weighs at least 500 lbs, if not 600, and she needed to go to the hospital. I went to provide muscle to load her into the ambulance. No kidding, it took 6 of us to do the job.
Honey, if you want the name of a good gastric surgeon, let me know…
This coming Saturday is a Big Day. I have my EMT Certification exam (whooo boy, do I need to study), Harry Potter comes out, and it’s also exactly a year since we began lurking in the VunderLair. Much celebration will ensue in the evening…
Other than that, I got nuttin’. Still haven’t found the F-ing camera… :mad:
Regallag that nap sounds perfect…I have never been to the beach and would love to be able to do that. I keep telling my husband that I want to go on a vacation somewhere warm and on the beach, but he doesn’t like to fly. I keep hoping for one of our anniversaries he will take me somewhere.
I’m getting ready to head off to work here in a bit. Nothing exciting going on today, as usual, lol.
I’m looking for new music, I will listen to just about anything except rap and classical. I like words in my music so I can sing along horribly off key, of course. So what are some of your favorite songs? Any suggestions? I got a new itunes card a while back and haven’t really spent much of it.
Ok you asked! Here are some of my favorite songs. Warning: strangely eclectic (and sometimes embarrassingly cheesy). Chosen for maximum sing-alongedness.
Behind Blue Eyes, The Who
Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes, Paul Simon (Graceland) [Heck, pretty much this whole album]
Send in the Clowns, Judy Collins
Centerfold, J. Geils Band
The Night Chicago Died, Paper Lace (Alternative: Billy Don’t Be A Hero)
Wonderful World, Louis Armstrong
Losing My Religion, REM (any REM is acceptable; I love them deeply)
Desperado, the Eagles
Down In The River To Pray, Alison Krauss (Or anything on O Brother soundtrack; Po Lazarus is good if you can understand/memorize all the words)
You’re So Vain, Carly Simon
Margaritaville, Jimmy Buffett
That should getcha started.
OK, as for me, last night I made my second visit to Cingular/AT&T with my mother to get her a new cell phone and plan. All us ‘kids’ have C/AT&T, so she switched in order to provide everyone with free minutes to her (against my advice as Verizon is the superior service in our area, but hey I’ve got 20something sisters still living a hardscratch existence!) Anyway, it really annoys me that cell phones are designed for teenagers. Now, she does have some pretty limiting sight issues (macular degeneration) and thus has difficulty seeing, but why on earth don’t they make simple, basic-feature cell phones for older folks who don’t need the internet on a cell phone for God’s sake [neither do I; sheesh], don’t want to text-message until their brains fall out, and need something that is CLEARLY VISIBLE?? Grrr. We took back the Nokia flipphone (el cheapo) and got a Razr, but it has way way too many features and even though I’ve had a Motorola product in the past, it’s taking me ages to figure out the damn thing so I can show her!!
Hey now. My boy LOVES his plush, worn out gray kitty/whore.
I think he left her as an offering for me this morning. Around his usual time - 4:30-ish, I head the ‘tappa-tappa’ of his pawing the side of the bed, called him up and he was very very affectionate again. But he kept jumping down to the floor, and coming back up. I figured this for more bizarro-Cuervc behavior, until I woke up and found HER curled up in my flip-flop on the floor.
Morning, all. Gonna go get coffee from next door; haven’t yet.
I’m here at work by myself this week - everyone’s in Ft. Lauderdale doing some kind of training but me - but my boss keeps calling me in breaks. :rolleyes: I can’t even get away from him for a week. He has no faith that I can handle the office by myself.
Good morning to the new mumpers! Glad to have you with us. Love offerings of chocolate go to FCM (who’s abandoned us for a few days to go sailing with her family, humfh! like a real family is better than an imaginary one!), and beerverage offerings used to go to Swampy, only now that he’s surrounded by his very own beer factory, I suspect we’ll have other mumpers fighting over it.
And nicknames are, of course, de rigeur. Except I need more caffeine to even try to think of any.
I’m glad you survived your first day on second shift, Swampy – here’s hoping you continue to be able to stand in the path of the moving air in the plant!
Papa Tigs and I went over the tax papers last night, and I need to reopen my Turbotax for that year and make sure I know what it is that I did because although we can identify where the numbers came from that would make up the amount in dispute (and it is indeed all because of that stupid stock swap!), we can’t quite figure out where exactly on our far-too-complex tax form they were plugged in. So more investigation is needed. Yuck. But the Disapproving Bunnies are expressing exactly my expression when I think of the Evil Revenooers!
Sorry your TV went out so you couldn’t enjoy the [del]goriest[/del] last two days of the bull running, Nava. The report here was that there were a total of 14 injuries worth reporting, including two brothers from around here who decided to affirm life :dubious: after one recovered from cancer and managed to both get punctured, one in the arm and one in the ass. Hee! I can just hear his explanations to his coworkers.
Off to feed the Idiots breakfast and caffeinate some more. Coherence is desirable when trying to get some work done.
Ugh. I feel like it should be Wednesday, but it isn’t. Once again I did not want to get up this morning. I think I need to get to bed a little earlier tonight. For now, I’m caffeinating to counteract the desire to crawl under my desk and take an 8.5 hour nap.
My part of the office has been eerily quiet without my cow-orker around. My other boss sits in from time to time but as there are others on vacation in the warehouse he has more to do back there, so mostly I get the place to myself. I kinda like it.
I see there are a few more newcomers to the MMP … or, uh … Mump, I guess. Hi, Regallag and Manx! Please, have a seat wherever you feel comfortable. We’ll send the nurse around shortly to collect the “samples.”
BBBobbio - Okay, that particular call might have been understandably :rolleyes:-worthy from VWife’s perspective. (It wasn’t precisely saving lives or dealing with some other dire emergency so I can see how it could fall under someone’s Givadamometer’s threshold.) Still, you ought to bring her as a ridealong for a real emergency sometime. I think seeing a real emergency close enough to breathe on might change her perspective on things a bit. Good luck on the EMT cert! Not that I’m concerned that you’ll need luck. You’ve already proven yourself capable of passing the prelim without even really trying.
By the way, you left your camera in the sock drawer.
Nava - A camera as a fu— uh … huggy toy? That would have to be one desperate kitty.
rosie - Ah, so that’s The Asshole. Didn’t he take medication for his bipolar disorder? Or was he just using that as an excuse to be a jerk?
Sean, I’d bagged Monday 23rd July 'cos I’m doing something on Sunday that people might find amusing, but you’re welcome to my Monday slot and I’ll take 6th August instead?
I have a desperate urge to macro that bunny picture: “I am Bunny, and I disapprove this message”.
Nava, you’ve been missed in Mafia; hope you get to feeling better soon.
I need to get moving - lunch at Thai House followed by hunting for food for the kitties (a trip to PetsMart) and then a visit to a friend’s house to see Havanese puppies and a ragdoll kitten!
I have to put the kibosh on the beer drinking because I must start studying for the Test From Hell. I panicked today when I started planning out the rest of the summer and realized it is just over 2 months to test time, and I have to get a road trip in edgewise to go see Cheez_Whia and the rest of the fam out in CO.
The supermarket has a whole aisle dedicated to foie gras and I’m not allowed to touch it, sniffles
The only bright side is things are bound to get better (at least in terms of how you’re feeling)