I’m sad now. I just read the latest blog post from my cousin’s husband about how she and the family are doing. I just can’t even imagine. Poor guy.
I’m going to go look at Pearl’s new kitty thread to cheer myself up.
Spaz I just read your cousin’s husband’s blog entry and I’m sad too. 
It’s just so sad what they’re all goin’ through.
Dindin was as nummy as I knew it would be. I’m good. 
Evenin’
I really need to start sleeping more than an hour or so at a time, last few nights I’ve finally dozed off about 5am- about the time half of you get up by the sound of it. I didn’t go to pottery morning class yesterday, because I didn’t get up in time, so no mad hippies.
Incidently though, I did discover that one of the guys from last week was making ceramic nipples. Lots of them.
Had to get up today at a morning type time though, to go jobcentre- I got lucky with the advisor, not only had she had a slipped disc, she said her sister had had one, had surgery, and then went back to doing work involving lifting too soon after, resulting in a relapse, and repeat surgery- so she was great about only listing jobs I can do without lifting things on my form. It makes a difference, as you have to apply for whatever their system shows up, or you lose the benefits. It’s just not worth the risk just to get back to work a little earlier.
Otherwise, I’m having a slightly frustrating day- I’ve got the most annoying twitchy eyelid, and I had to go buy food for my baby axolotyls today, which means going to an aquatics shop out of town- it took forever; all the traffic was really slow because every muppet in the area was blocking the road panic buying fuel because there might be a tanker driver strike, which if it happens, will be in at least a week’s time… Gaaah…
Oh well, I s’pose I’ll just be healthy and walk more. I’m not getting any petrol for a bit I reckon.
Hope everyone has a good day tomorrow 
What do baby axolotyls eat?
Still no sign of the wallet, though I found my good comb. Dad stole it. sigh Also, a bunch of bees moved into the garage and tried to take it over. Putting a fan on them seemed to break it up. (Not a swarm, those are docile. This was a bunch of very unhappy dowager lady bees making snippy comments about our lack of organization.)
And my tutoring appointment for today canceled and rescheduled for Sunday. Great, except that means another hour of work that won’t be on March’s paycheck.
The cake is yummerrific!! So was everything else I made.
Tomorrow, I’m going to school! My daughter needs help in her classroom, so I said I’d give her a hand. I’m ready for the kids to grill me about their teacher. Should I make up some stories?? hehehe
I may be able to check in before she picks me up. Otherwise, you won’t be seeing me till tomorrow evening. And for now, it’s knitting time!
The wallet has been found, and the bees left for greener pastures (prettier flowers?).
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 59 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 80. Also, the pollen count seems to be down a little. Still way too high but, hey, I takes what I can gets. Rain is forecasted this evenin’ and tomorrow. We shall see.
Nuts I was lookin’ forward to hippy dippy tales. No more skippin’ pottery class. We must needs be entertained!
kanga yay for found wallet and keys. Yay for bees bein’ gone too.
MOOOOOOM take baby pictures. Bonus if at least one is a nekkid baby on a rug pic.
Ok, I need more caffiene and should consider sustenance I reckon. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence. At least it’s Firday and I can wear jeans.
Happy Firday Y’all!
Good morning and Happy Firday, all! I’m going to work today. Or rather to school. Specifically to work at school! I’ve packed a lunch and I’ve got some time to kill till my daughter picks me up. So lucky you - I’m spending it here. Well, here and reading my favorite comics.
Last night as I was knitting, I reached up to touch something that felt weird in my hair. It was a tick! :eek: ick ick ick :eek: ick ick ick :eek: ick ick ick :eek: ick ick ick :eek: ick ick ick Little bastard got a burial at sea - well, ok, at septic tank. :eek: ick ick ick Naturally, I was itchy all night. :eek: ick ick ick :eek: ick ick ick
That’s all I’ve got. Have a wunnerful day to all!
ETA: **swampy **- I think the only nekkid pic of her I have is when she and her best friend bathed together at 4 or 5 - they’re adorable in their plastic shower caps. But, no, ain’t taking that…
The first A Tick of the season! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
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I’m not happy about this. I’ve recently taken up hiking in the woods at least thrice a week. Now I’ll have to remember to check myself for A Tick each night. If you hear an unexplained shriek, you’ll know I found one.
this is where being a functional hermit comes in handy. I’m never outside long enough for a tick to find me - and Smokey is a house-only cat.
And yet yesterday, I was hardly outside at all - mostly just moving the hose to water the grass seed. Tho now that I think of it, **FCD **was playing lumberjack - maybe it came in on him. :eek: ick ick ick
I expect a phone call any time now. Just think - all day with 80+ fifth graders!!! I can haz strong drink?
I heard about this on the radio an immediately thought of swampy (it’s sfw)
Well, that’s why I’m no longer welcome at that laundromat.
Up, caffeinated, off to irk. Missing the hockey game tonight.
Please hit me if I try to tell any stories to Bet. She’s one of those people who simply refuse to listen to anything for more than two sentences, and she’s very judgmental while constantly exclaiming about how open-minded she is.
There are no interwebs in jail…
How the hell do you know my soon to be ex?
HEE Rosie! That made me smile. If I were goin’ to be planted as opposed to cremated I’d have to have me a bacon casket!
Now the real reason I’m postin’. It’s bitch time for da bear. Look, if I say use only the forms on our intranet and you choose instead to send in stuff on some ancient form you insist on makin’ copies of, then I am, indeed, goin’ to send it all back to you to redo on the correct forms. Furthermore when I say don’t hand write I mean don’t hand write. You are the only person I know who makes my own handwritin’ look like fluffy ponies and unicorns. Furthermore, when I send stuff back to you, do not call me up and say stuff like, “well, before, if it wasn’t right the person in your position just corrected it.” Yeah, that’ll happen you psychotic hosebeast. When I TELL you how to do it right, when I SHOW you how to do it right, when I even make sure you know how to access THE RIGHT FORMS to do it right and you then decide NOT to do it right, then you shall do it over and DO IT RIGHT!!!111ZOMGELEVENTY. Oh and, yes, the deadline I gave you is real. So is the disciplinary report in your personnel file.
I soooooooooooooooooooooo want to get rid of this person.
Thus endeth the bitch
Because all of us have dated her at one time or another??? :smack:
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We had a similar event this morning. DH gave Chef Mike something to heat up, and the microwave made more of a buzzing noise than usual. Moments after the extra buzzing ended, some bug legs popped out of the vent grille.
We’re starting to think the previous occupants were less than fastitious housekeepers. If bugs are my fault, fine, but I didn’t plan on inheriting someone else’s insects.
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Are you sure you don’t work in my department?
Years ago, our request forms were Word documents stored on a website. When we moved to forms filled out online, people persisted in trying to use the old Word files. Some foolish souls even had the idea to print the old forms, fill them out by hand then mail the forms to us.
We’re in seven states - how did they pick an address? Close cousins to them are the people who wanted to fax forms to us. Sorry bub, we’re in the 21st century and don’t have a fax. Please use the online forms on our website…
We had bad news at the vet today. Gus had to be put to sleep. I’m heartbroken.