There are a few different ways to enjoy a concert, but leaving until the encore and then coming back and texting non-stop until the show is over is not one of them, in my opinion. The concert (Platinum Blonde) was great, though - we had a very fun time. We just had to ignore the wet blanket sitting next to me.
Sneezing jags, how I hate you. It seems like each sneeze is just a trigger for 3 or 4 more, which set off a few of their own in turn.
I suppose it could be worse. It usually only lasts about 5 minutes, even though it seems endless at the time. No doubt if I consulted Guinness’s, I’d find some poor person has been sneezing for 15 years straight. I can still do without it.
I’m fucking pissed the Packers lost. Not only did they lose, they got embarrassed at home against an inferior opponent who matched them up perfectly. Every defensive weakness was utterly exposed. Who the fuck is Clay Matthews? It doesn’t matter, because he’s constantly swallowed up by a gigantic fucking tackle while the rest of the back seven tries to shoulder tackle 280 lb running backs.
Go draft some people who can fucking tackle. Fuck.
Software descriptions should be more DESCRIPTIVE. What OS do I need? Do I need some sort of online account to activate this sucker? Do I need to be online to use the software? Yes, I will take these factors into account. If I have to be online to play, that’s not going to do me much good when the internet connection is down again, now is it?
So, if my questions are not answered by the description…that software doesn’t go in my cart.
I managed to get into my first arguement with Bill tonight. Was it about sex? No. Was it about money? Not really. Was it about my shoes…well, he did have something to say about the very fashionable boot I have to wear.
It was because he gave me an ebook that I didn’t think I’d read on the plane, so I got some other ones. We fought over free books. How stupid is that? At least there wasn’t a chicken coop involved…and no slapping, just pouting and leaving the room.
Its good that we are having these spats now…because if/when we finally figure out our relationship, I’m going to kick his butt if he lights up in the house.
I’m a smoker and I hate how his house smells.
That actually sounds good, Flatlined - it sounds like you’re getting down to the real relationship now. 
Yeah well…he’s a butthead, but he’s my favorite butthead and I miss him now that I’m at home. He should be standing outside my door and using the ashtray. Smoking in the house is so wrong.
There was a dog in my yard when I got home Its a nice, friendly dog. Big fluffy happy puppy. Tony bought a big bag of kibble and left it in the yard. My yard is a mine field now. Dog is locked up in the bathroom because I don’t have a big enough crate.
Maybe I should fly back to Texas and let the air out of Bill’s tires. It wouldn’t solve anything, but it would make me feel better.
Oh, flatlined, you’re my favorite juvenile delinquent. I live in Texas; maybe I could go stand outside his house and jeer and stuff?
Tell me about it. We went out to dinner Saturday night with my husband’s parents and my mother-in-law points at me and says “Do you have some food on your chin?” I said **“No. It’s a zit.” ** I shouldn’t even leave the house anymore. 
I think the more correct response to that is, “No, it’s a zit, but thanks for pointing it out.” 
Cold. So cold here. I’m torn between happy that it’s finally more normal for winter, and IT’S SO FRIGGIN’ COLD HERE. -36ºC with the windchill. I’m still planning to walk to Safeway, but I’m going to have to wear a toque, I think.
Dear Mom,
Attempting to guilt-trip my wife in to attending a bridal shower for one of my 3-million cousins (Catholic family) when a) my wife doesn’t really know her (can’t remember her face, even) and b) really, really hates bridal showers (she even refused to let anybody throw one for her before OUR wedding) is not going to do a whole lot to endear you to her.
I’m going to call you in a couple of hours to tell you to your face, but I just wanted to get it out there.
Love,
rabbit
On saturday, I found a second hand copy of one of my favourite documentary series, The Blue Planet cheap in a charity shop. Decided to play an episode while I was having my dinner this evening- and discovered… I didn’t have a copy of the series, I had a copy of one episode, which some money grabbing idiot unaccountably released in the exact same box as the full series, with just a teeny tiny extra line of text, under the second heading, saying ‘First ever episode’. It’s not even obvious from the back, and who carefully checks the back of the box before buying something like that?
I’m pretty sure the shop didn’t notice either- it would have been normal price for a series there- 'tis a very cheap place, but what I paid was extortionate for a sixth of one. Bah.
:mad:
It’s not even my favourite episode.
{Back from my walk} Well, that was refreshing!
Yep. Took a lovely walk to my car at lunch to start it and run it for a bit…
No issues, so hopefully it will start again when I try to go home in an hour or so.
Well, if it doesn’t, I’m sure it will only be a four, five hour wait for a towtruck to come jump it.
Dammit, ‘previous page’ and ‘next page’ should do the same thing on all websites. I do not have an infinite capacity for remembering whether you thought ‘previous page’ should mean ‘the page I previously visited’ or ‘the page with material that was posted previously’. Just say god damn ‘older’ and ‘newer’. Or I’ll punch you.
What’s the worst that could happen if you told them you have his Power of Attorney, but you’re unfortunately out of state, and can they take your word for it over the phone?
I mean, if it opens you to a charge of fraud, don’t even consider it; but if there aren’t any problems with it, what’s the BEST that could happen?
I actually do have Tony’s power of attorney and I can put his trailor and land up for bond when I have to bail him out. I had to put money on Tony’s prepaid credit card so he could get his dogs back. He refused to let me pay to have them chipped, though. Tony has strange ideas about things.
I honestly think that the only reason he isn’t looking for a clock tower is because of his pets. He’s not doing well. His trailor is always dark now, no curtains open (well…yeah, they are blankets, but he used to pull them to the side). When I was tipping the trash taker guys, they mentioned that Tony had stopped paying his bill and wasn’t putting his can out.
Tony is a mentally ill felon. He’s not allowed to have weapons. He delights in finding other ways to blow things up really good.
If/when Tony does climb the clock tower I’ll be telling people, “oh yeah. I saw that coming a long time ago.”
Flatlined, please tell me there is no line-of-sight between his place and yours.
What The Vorlon said. I may have a soft spot for Tony, but to be candid, it’s only because you do.