Worked, went to Deep River for the Bitter Unicorn Tears tapping.
Cold and rainy here. But the ice will be coming soon enough.:smack:
Worked, went to Deep River for the Bitter Unicorn Tears tapping.
Cold and rainy here. But the ice will be coming soon enough.:smack:
We had a good dose of the ice. Thank goodness for the Sube; never slipped once although some around me had some serious issues.
Roommates have never worked for me.
I let a friend move in with me temporarily and we never spoke again.
Long story… but a few highlights
she let my cats go outside even though they were indoor cats because she thought cats should be able to roam free
she put clothes in the dryer and went out after I told her the dryer didn’t aways turn off on its own
I came home and the dryer had been running all day, like over 8 hours
The she wanted me to pay her for the clothes that got ruined, because she had put sweaters in the dryer and they came out the right size to fit a cabbage patch doll
the worst though was that she was 39 at the time and she had an 18 year old bf and she, without asking. brought him with her. They were all over each other all of the time, screwing on the couch, on the floor, sucking face at the dinner table…
anyway, she was only suppose to stay two weeks and she was moving to Georgia, and she kept putting it off. The reason being her parents were driving up to get her, and her horse, and her furniture, but there was no way they would let the bf, whom they knew nothing about, go with them
So she was putting her parents off, making excuses to them why she couldn’t leave, and one day they just turned up on my doorstep, with moving truck, and horse trailer, wanting to know where she was and what the hell was going on. I told them about the 18 year old bf, which as this was 40 years ago or so and they were Good Practicing Baptists, her mother damn near fainted.
They asked me to do them a favor and kick her out, so she would have to leave with them, and since she was such a pita I was more than happy to do so, especially since she had also been lying to me telling me that her parents couldn’t come to get her.
Did I mention she was living with me for free?
Like I said it was supposed to be for two weeks but it had been well over a month.
Anyway, sometimes I feel bad for kicking her out.
She was essentially homeless though.
She had been living with her bf © for about 7 years when her husband’s gf got pregnant right around the same time C’s wife got pregnant. So her husband filed for divorce so he could marry his pregnant gf, and C’s pregnant wife filed for divorce so she could marry her bf. My friend said to me that since their divorces would be coming through within weeks of each other that now she and C could be married. I said he’s not ging to marry you, oh did she get pissed at me for saying that. It was the truth though because of course if he had wanted to marry her he would suggested they each get divorced so they could marry. Once the divorces were final he kicked her out and moved in one of her friends who was going through a divorce. When that divorce was final he kicked her out and moved in another woman who was, as you can guess, going through a divorce.
Anyway, she had never worked. He husband had always given her money until they got divorced and her bf let her live there for free, so she had nowhere to go. She worked for a short while but got fired for not showing up on time among other things.
Then she got her boss fired because she told his boss that he fired her because she wouldn’t sleep with him, which wasn’t the truth. However, her boss was married to his first secretary, living with his second secretary, and having an open affair with his third secretary, so when my friend (secretary number 4) said he fired her for not sleeping with him, everybody believed her.
Anyway, the company fired the boss and hired her back, but they had no place to put her as the boss’s replacement had his own secretary.
So she had no job, no home, no money, and an 18 year old bf.
There are many lessons to be learned from this, but the main one I took away is…
don’t have a roommate.
Anyway, I just realized next Thorsday is Thanksgiving, I thought it was the following week. I like to have my shopping done before Thanksgiving, so I need to get busy on that.
Sari- I dunno, from that description, I’d say aspiring authors should definitely get a roommate to give themselves material. You have enough for a novel right there.
House and rent pricing is so insane round my old place that I always shared with at least one other person. A few were proper doozies, but I never managed quite that much drama in one month… In fact, this is the first time I’ve ever lived by myself. It’s so nice to be able to buy things and not have anyone else eat it, break it or lose it. The only downside I’ve so far discovered is that if I’m feeling really sick I can’t get anyone else to go to the shops to get bland food.
Bit ironic that as a student I have my own space, but as a working productive member of society I couldn’t afford one…
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 33 Amurrkin out and clear (well, dark) with a predicted high of 60 and N.O.S. for the day. The frost advisory turned into a FREEZE WARNING overnight that is in effect until eight a.m. Whatever. No biggie plans for the day except I shall betake myself to the Harvey’s sto’ to buy collard greens for TDay and need to go fulfill candle fillin’ duty over to the church house. Sup shall be majik intartoobz pizza.
Sari that person could make a fortune on a reality teevee show. :rolleyes:
Now I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. I shall also purtify and don goin’ about the public attire. Such a bother!
Happy Firday Y’all!
Spring semester, 1976, I had a roommate/apartment mate (whatever). He was a slob, never cleaned, etc. One Saturday morning a pounding on our door awakened me. I went to the door, and welcomed a very popular and pretty young woman in. She was in tears, and told me she had to talk to “Big” (my roommate). I went back to bed, and she awakened Big, so she could tell him she and her boyfriend had broken up again, and that she’d never get over it.
I heard him say, “Listen. If you ever wake me up again to tell me something like that, I’ll tear off your arm and beat you to death with it.” He expelled flatulence and went back to sleep. She commenced to squalling louder than before.
She came over to my bed and said, “Scoot over. I’m going to lay down and get some sleep.”
I scooted. She slept. So did I. That’s all there was to it, I guess, because when I woke up some time later, both she and he were gone. (I do not believe recreational pharmaceuticals were involved in any way.)
Oh, yes, six or seven months later she married the guy she’d bewailed losing the night before. I hope they’re still together.
Good morning! Very clear morning - I saw a star as I drove in!! Or maybe it was Venus…
The weather-guessers say it’ll be dry, so I left my car windows open a crack.
Daughter, SIL, and Roxy leave for FL tonight. They’re going to Orlando to see some old friends, then they’ll meet us in Ocala at the inlaws’ place. So the house is ours till we leave on Tues morning.
Our cable box was acting up last night. It would periodically go out, and the channel listings wouldn’t come up. **FCD **will take it back and swap it out today. So, yeah, excitement reigns!
Happy Firday!!
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to work.
Yes.
Originally that was the case. Since that time it has deteriorated into a shabby storage room with water damaged ceiling and walls. They also put a metal bar propped up by an old 2x4 as a clothesline in the front of the room which you had to duck under to get to the back. The floor was wooden and splintery. Interestingly enough, the window in that room is one of the few in the house that still functions completely properly including the little metal pin that holds it open. So far we’ve removed the plaster to expose the brick, painted the other walls, and put down cheap vinyl flooring. The ceiling tiles, bed, and mattress just arrived so this weekend it should be nearly complete except for the crown molding.
I was 4 during the blizzard of 78. I remember that the snow came up over the level of our porch.
(((Sunny)))
MetalMouse, you’re confused? I’m a teacher, I can help! ![]()
I was in college for the blizzard of 78. It sucked mightily. All blizzards do.
Happy Firday!
It’s still cold outside. The road out front is clear, but the cars are still covered in snow.
It’s supposed to get up into the 40s today, so that should take care of the snow.
Sorry for the rambling post, I think I was half asleep. My math is wrong, it was closer to 30 years ago, not 40. She was (is) a bit older than I am, so she would be mid 70s now. However, knowing her, she is probably still creating drama everywhere she goes.
I don’t know it was so horrible for her to have a younger bf, the horrible part is that they were ‘in love’ and talking a future together, when everybody else could see it was pure lust. His friends thought he was crazy, his mother was livid, I just wanted them to get a room, and close the door. And turn up the radio.
For an 18 year old boy, what can be better than an attractive older women who is horny all the time, and what can be better for an attractive older woman than a young stud who is ready and willing and able 24/7?
That always had me wondering Nuts, when you are in school do you get extra money for living expenses? Do you have to take out a loan for living expenses?
My son gets grants and scholarships, so he will graduate debt free, but if he had to live on his own or in a dorm he would have to take out loans to pay the bills. Or have a well paying job and go to school and work at the same time. He has some money left over after paying for tuition and books, but nowhere near enough to live on.
I woke up too early again today, so there may be a nap later. I have two bills to pay, one of which I have to call because the online system never seems to work right. At least it is an automated system so I don’t have to talk to a person, unless the automated system is messed up again.
Never too old to play in the snow. I [del]played[/del] trained on my snowshoes last night.
Ruble all of the PriBi websites still have 2018 races on them. Wassup wit dat?
…that Sari has the best stories. ![]()
Sticky, even as a special ed teacher I don’t think you can help the RustingRat. :o
Somewhere there is (was?) a picture of about 2-3" of metal sticking up from the snow. It was the car’s antenna & the only part of the car that was visible. :eek:
…& there’s no power in the orifice; guess I have to ‘work’ from home again today. Oh darn. 

Wow **Sari, **that’s quite the story! I think if I behaved like your “roommate”, my roommate would kick me out right away. For one thing, my roommate doesn’t allow any sex at the apartment. Not that my life in that department is that exciting, but eh, whatever. 
Ugh, running late again. I’ll see how much I can get done.
Well since you are in Maryland and not Missouri you can be sure it ain’t Uranus. ![]()
Which reminds me, the OW and I have really got to settle out our Christmas fudge order. I’ll bet the fudge-packers in Uranus are busier than us Jungle Natives this time of year.
Several friends and I dumped buckets of snow in the Chancellors office over that one; the only day Pitt called classes it was after we had already braved snow and death to make it to classes.
(A friend and I had basically walked from Allegheny General Hospital into Oakland (should you want to Google the route) and now we had to turn around and walk back and all for basically no reason. We were so seriously pissed we had to display our inner feelings. And we found several dozen buckets and some like-minded individuals in the Student Union. It sounded like a good idea at the time.)
We’re freaking primitives living in another century and you expect us to be tech savvy?!?!?! Whaddafuk?!?!?
Actually I have no idea but going by us on the living history and summer shoots I am betting its not that far from the truth. Best thing is shoot an e-mail or call to the contact person from last year and see if the dates are set yet. Like I do with Cook Forest, they could still handle a lot of things via snails.
I lived on a hill in Lafayette, IN. The university is on a hill in West Lafayette - across the Wabash river. I had a 7:30 Chem lab. I was just pulling up to a parking space when they announced over the radio that Purdue was closed. I was not amused. And on the way home, I got stuck in some deep snow. Luckily, I drove a Datsun B-210, which weighed nothing, so a couple of passersby were able to shove me back on the clearer section of road.
I didn’t dump any snow on anyone, but I was not a happy camper.
Sticky Buns, Spidey, I’ll have you know I graduated with a B.S. In Education with a History Major…and Cum Laude to boot!
Sari, that’s not a story; that’s a full season of a soap opera!! I think Ripple is probably a better roommate, even when he’s being a brat.
Haven’t had a roommate since college (outside of a couple of trips with friends), which suits me just fine.
Ruble, won’t ask how you got into the Chancellor’s office; I’ll just pretend you did it John Belushi style… Flounder Gets Even - Animal House (4/10) Movie CLIP (1978) HD - YouTube
Had some frost on the grass this morning when I collected the morning newspaper, but it’s 46F now so it’s pretty much gone. Heading for the 60’s this weekend, so may get one last mowing in before retiring the lawn mower for the winter.
Now need to seek out some sustenance…BLT’s sound good.
It is 73F with brisk wind. Tad bit chilly. Off irk today. No plans except sloth and reading. I have several books in process and need to finish them up. One is the Bob Woodward book about our President. That is even hard to type. Fear is the name of it and so far it’s a good read.
Almost nap time. Happy Weekend.
I’ve done guest lectures at Purdue and know the geography; I wouldn’t have been happy either.
BTW I was disappointed in XXX-Burgers. I was expecting something kinky and the place didn’t even serve real beer or anything and there wasn’t a stripper in sight. ![]()
Actually it was pretty easy. At the time Pitt had almost no locked doors lower then the third floor of any building (I guess snipers prefer 4 and above - seriously - that was the reason) and the vast majority of TPTB never got out of bed that day. There was a secretary but we were almost a mob and just went right around her. We pretty much buried his desk. These were the huge janitorial buckets and we had a LOT of them and we just went to town. I am told someone from the campus news back then got pictures but I never got a copy.
Another incident I sort of started was a general revolt and resulted in a sign being placed over the Student Union proclaiming it the Student Confederacy ---------- but that one can wait until the next time I start the MMP. ![]()
Graduated all those many years ago & you’re still full of it to this day! :o
Sgt: Captain, Captain, the troops are revolting!
Captain: Well you’re pretty disgusting yourself.