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Well, that was interesting. Found the drug-testing place - they didn’t make it easy to figure out that you had to go up a flight of outdoor stairs to get there. I filled out the “donor” form (seriously, that’s what they called it) and gave it and the form that had been emailed to me to the woman working there. She had me pick out a cup, showed me the minimum fill line, dumped blue stuff in the toilet, and told me not to flush or wash my hands, but to bring the specimen back out to her.
BUT - she never asked for ID. And when she took my sample cup and poured the contents into 2 smaller containers to be sealed and tested, she didn’t wear rubber gloves. Nor would she let me wash my hands until I’d initialled the smaller containers with a pen, then signed another form via computer pad. I assume that’s how everyone was processed, so who knows how many unwashed hands touched those pens! :eek: I’m not a germophobe, but that was just gross.
Once I was done with her, I washed my hands with soap, then took myself out of there. ick.
But that’s done. And I took advantage of being down that end of town to stop in the credit union, then run by WalMart. I’ll make myself a sammich in a little bit, then don grubbies and drive the mower around the yard. I think I’ll do the ditch tomorrow in the cool of the morning.
Happy Toosday!
It’s still chilly outside.
Got some sad/maddening new this am. My friend’s daughter had her baby and the baby was born addicted to drugs. You just want to smack the shit out of the girl.
My friend is going through so much shit with this - it’s a total fucked up mess.
Anyway that was the start of my day.
My new furniture is here, my new furniture is here!!! It’s lovely and prettier than I remember (since I ordered it 8 weeks ago) and I am so happy. The couch is natural color, so I guess that means I can’t drink Hawaiian Punch while sitting on it.
Oddly enough, I haz NO BLURFS.
**peedin **- all you need to do is get some heavy-duty, clear plastic slipcovers, and you can drink anything you want on your new couch! 
Ugh, that’s awful to hear, Sahirrnee. I don’t know how people can be so irresponsible sometimes.
I’m trying to figure out how to apply for a job without being able to properly work my phone. ARRGH. (I won’t go into detail about it here, as I started a thread about it in GQ in case I can get help there.)
I heard an interesting quote on NPR this morning.
“Most suicides kill the wrong people.”
Moooom, perhaps the bible verses were reference for those wanting divine intervention to pass. 
The place sounds like some of the skeevier ones that I’ve been to.
Is the week over yet?
Well, when your plans for the day are thrown all into a mess, what do you do?
I dunno about you, but I’ve got a pineapple upside-down cake in the oven.
Which makes up for my garbage disposal not working. I just dumped a bunch of vinegar down the drain - we’ll see if that helps. On the other hand, the disposal is as old and the other appliances… dammit.
I want a garbage disposal. Especially after the other day when Sah-son poured some leftover spaghetti sauce in the sink and the tomato chunks didn’t go down the drain.
I haven’t gotten much done today. I took a short nap since I had been up early.
The dog is driving us nuts, he’s having another one of those times when he is up and down, and in and out. He’s dragging his bed from one end of the room to the other, he’s even dragging it to the front door. Sometimes he catches the rug with it and gets the rug all balled up with his blanket. The rug is 5 x 8, not a small rug to be dragging around. Then he stands there panting like he’s going to drop over.
I need to get busy.
My tenant chokes up the disposal by running rice down it. Through the rice and pasta in the trash, even if you have a Dispose-All [sup] TM [/sup]
My MiL put a steak down the disposal. Didn’t work. We had to take it apart and remove the partially ground steak from the pipes and the disposal. Grr.
Still don’t wanna go to LA. Supposed to leave tomorrow. Hmmm. I’m thinking I might not go.
And my cat is having a freak over an imaginary something. She keeps jumping in the air and running a few feet. Cats are weird. The other animals are all staring at her. I guess she’s entertaining.
Howdy Y’all! Two down and two to go! WOOHOO!!! Dindin shall be not to shabby Chinese [del]hog trough[/del] buffet. OYKW said he wanted this tonight. He’s buyin’ so I’m eatin’.
I don’t have a garbage disposal. When I had da cave built I wanted one but the contractor couldn’t install it because I have a septic system and apparently one is not supposed to have a garbage disposal. Anywho, he could not install it but told me if’n I really wanted one I could install it myself. That sounds like more irk than I care to do.
I hardly ever use the disposal - I wipe all stuff off plates and pots into the garbage, but every once in a while, there’s a little debris in the sink and I’ll wash it down and grind it. However, spousal unit never runs it and since he rinsed the dishes the last couple of nights, I suspect that’s the problem. Frankly, I’ll be fine if we just get rid of it. But that’s his chore now.
I’ve been fighting with my computer all afternoon. I did a system reset because I was having all kinds of problems with a couple of programs after I did a couple of virus/spyware scans. Even now, Firefox is stupidly slow on some programs. I don’t need this dying on me…
Mass quantities of Chinese comestibles have been consumed. We are two stuffded bears. It must also have been what I wanted cause it was sooooooooooo good today! All is well in da cave.
Laundry is done ,and the kitchen is clean. I’m making baked fried chicken, with roasted paprika potatoes and roasted squash and tomatoes.
I almost never use the disposal.
Yay for new stuff, WetOne!
“Baked fried chicken.” :dubious:
Seasoned and breaded like fried chicken ,but baked instead of fried.