Happy Birthday Rebo!!!
Up, caffeinated, off to irk. College hockey tonight.
Thanks, everybody!
I took a vacation day today, just to be slothful. 
However, I woke up at 5:00 am. What’s up with that? i guess I need an early start.
I got a wonderful present from the weatherman. We’ve already reached the high of the day of 73°. I got a cold front! Yay!
Other activities for today include a mani/pedi and an hour long massage. Mmm! Mr Rebo bought me pretty flowers and a cupcake. I shall have the cupcake for breakfast!
Have a great day, y’all!
when is DST over? this getting up and dressed in the dark is for the boids!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, REBO!
Happy Birthday, Rebo!
Curses.
How can you people be so happy at such an unG-dly hour?
Gack.
Shucky durns.
**rosie **- clocks fall back in the wee small hours of Nov 4.
I just finished writing a ridiculously long email to my fellow drafters about how insane our template is. Nothing we do here requires 96 separate layers, yet that’s part of the template. And the largest block of text that we have is input as separate lines rather than as a more user-friendly word-processor style format - huh?? 
And there’s other crap… not a fun way to start my day. Oh well, back to the fun stuff - playing with drawings!!!
MOOOOOM 96 separate layers? That’s like the baklava of templates. 
Shortly I am headed up to da Burg to meet with a potential participant. I need Lee County, Jawja applicants, so I’m really not all that picky at this point. Seriously, if she manages not to drool on me, she’s in. I have high hopes, do I not. Whilst I am there I think I’ll also “do the town,” This means get a burger from Hardee’s and go early vote since I’m right there in excitatin’ downtown Leesburg, Jawja. Well, I won’t “do the whole town” because I won’t stop at the pool hall or the IGA sto’. After all, gotta save some excitement for later excursions.
Alrighty, I need to get goin’. Have laptop, will travel!
Happy birfday Rebo. I hope you get lots of cake and presents and neat stuff on your special day.
Happy Firday to the rest of us. Another day at irk. Yoga after irk, then I don’t know what for din-din. Maybe a Lean Cuisine cuz I’m too f’in lazy to do anything else.
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Who said I was? :mad::(:dubious::smack:
I’ve got to figure out some kind of story about brownies. One version of history says that they were created at the Palmer House Hotel in Chicago which happened to burn down 13 days after its grand opening and was then rebuilt. So, I’m trying to figure out how to tie together the great Chicago Fire, Palmer House, and brownies all into one nice little tale.
Actually, I think I figured out an angle just now. 
You can probably work in something about Mrs. O’Leary making Hamburger Helper out of her cow after it ate her brownies.
Happy Birthday, REBO!
Wow. That’s almost as hard to read as it was to code.
So, last night was really fun. There was a RiffTrax performance, and I got together with phoukabro minor, his new girlfriend, and our common friend, Dizzy. (I say Dizzy, because she is a sweet and wonderful person who makes my deeply ADHD soul look calm and unruffled. She’s also appallingly high maintenance at restaurants. Everyone has a story about Dizzy at a restaurant. We reflexively add 10% more to our tips to make up for it.)
A little background on phoukabro minor. He’s not quite two years younger than me, and we have a constant, friendly bickering brother/sister relationship. Neither of us have dated much - me for lack of opportunity, him for apparently lack of interest. Recently, however, he joined a dating site and has been dating a lovely woman who did not run screaming from me and our mutual friends. Clearly, she is made of stern stuff.
Phoukabro minor is smart, hard working, laconic in the true sense of the word, and possesses a wicked sense of humor. The very few times I have scored on one him (the etymology of the word “chaos” or a killing win in the Parsley Game) are enshrined in my memory.
So, at dinner last night, as we were joking around and trying to keep Dizzy from turning a quick dinner before the movie into an epic journey of growth for the waitress. The three ladies - me, Dizzy, and Stern Stuff - are beginning to riff off each other and gently tease phoukabro. I can’t even remember what the specific topic was, but he said something, and I replied, “Remember, bro, there are three women at this table, and one of them reports to your mother.”
Flustered, he started to say something. Stopped. Rubbed his chin. Started again. And stopped, completely busted. Stern Stuff cracked up. Dizzy almost fell off her chair laughing.
YES!!! I got him! BOOYAH!
As our mother has pointed out before, we are both adults over the age of 35.
happy birthday rebo
Lunch time!! I just finished some leftover chickie and dumplins, and I’m now enjoying a hunk of the cake I made yesterday. Yum!!
Our IT guy came around handing out plastic bags to protect our computers and stuff from the potential attack of the hurricane. Because if the roof falls in and the windows blow out, our hurricane proof garbage bags will protect our computers and monitors… :rolleyes: Clearly these people take their cues from the gummint - we did the plastic bag thing at both places that I worked.
**FCD **got a call from our pellet stove guys - they wanted to come on Tues do to the installation, but with Sandy on her way, they asked if they could come the next Tues - that would be election day. So I’ve got a day off coming my way!
3+ hours till quit o’clock…
Howdy Y’all! Back from da Burg. Miss me?
I took two, count ‘em two, applications actually. The one person I said I’d take for sure if she didn’t drool on me, didn’t drool on me so she’s in. Since I knew I would be takin’ her app I had all the necessary incidental paperirk I needed for her. Not for the other one though. I could have downloaded it from the website and printed it off but, much to my chagrin, my little baby printer was not in my ‘puter bag. :smack: So I just now mailed stuff out to her to fill out and send back. Bein’ ever so thoughtful, I even included a SASE for her convenience.
Also, I voted whilst in the big city. I have my peachy sticker to prove it. I lurve gettin’ my peachy sticker.
I just et me a bacon, swiss, mushroom burger from Hardee’s with some nummy curly fries. Tummy is happy with me right now.
Ya know, if I were StickyBuns’ professor and she turned in a paper that incorporated all of this I’d give her an A+++ for creativity and ingenuity. Any actual facts she might work in would just be gravy. 
ugh what a morning
I need a new mattress
My neck and shoulder don’t want to move
Happy Birthday Rebo!
Mayo, pickles and peanut butter do not belong in the same sentence, let alone between the same two slices of bread. ::shudder::
ahhh done irk for now
It’s hard to talk to customers when all you want to do is reach through the phone and smack them
I want some brownies.
Off to lunch with sah-guy I guess he will get his bd gift although suggesting that he put it where he will have to sit on it to dial it wouldn’t be too nice
He’s trying to be nice
I hope we’re having chocolate, it would be in his best interest for me to have chocolate
go Phouka!
Go Sandy! go go go
back out to the ocean where you belong
I got enough bs in my life, I don’t need to deal with your crap
well off to the showers and then to lunch
I hope they have brownies
We did buy all that stuff, but not because of the storm. Our motivation was getting her set up with stuff while I’m gone for 2 weeks.
I just got a full-size mattress from Ikea for $129. Been sleeping on it for, what, two weeks, and it’s very nice.
Today we have to go to a doctor’s appointment for my grandma and she seems very out of sorts. She wrote down twice that we were leaving at 1:15 and then came up at 12:15 because apparently her watch is wrong. But, that was only 3 minutes after she had decided to go downstairs and fix something for lunch before we went out. Which, really, is also strange because the usually love to eat out.
Not sure if I should mention it to my dad as there isn’t really much he could do anyways.
{{{StickyBuns}}} just because you get to schlep the grandparental units around this afternoon.
Well, what I just did was ummm… interestin’? sump’n? a good reason to have a large adult beverage of choice this evenin’?
I got an email that said, basically the followin’…
Hi Bear and everybody else who does what Bear does irkwise,
I need projected numbers for number of new enrollees and number of exits through the end of PY 13 for both state and federal contracts. Please pull some numbers out of your butts and email them to me by close of business today.
TPTB
Seriously. That’s pretty much what I just did. My little slice of Jawja is the only one that has a state contract. So, based on what I’m told should be total for the year for all contracts combined, I [del]pooped out[/del] estimated the federal stuff. The state stuff, well, since it’s da bear and only da bear, was not so hard to [del]poop out[/del] estimate.
And people wonder why I drink.