Am home. Did not commit act of irkplace violence two days in a row. Tomorrow, boss is being spoken to, because I will not lose another hour because someone refuses to listen to me. Grrrr.
Am hoping to have sufficient light to plant the end of my bulbs tonight.
Back later, preferably in better spirits.
Hugs.
GT
I recommend planting them with the glass part* above ground* so you won’t run out of light. 
Happy B-Day ReBo!!!
Just like fine wine, you’re not merely getting older but improving with age!
Today I had the second-to-last portion of the left-over lasagnia my girlfriend made for me Saturday. I did a little cheer when I realized I nuked it long enough so the cheese got all nice and melty.
Today I coined a new phrase: fubaric (fu-bar-ick) from the root fubar. As in, “our computer systems are all fubaric and it’s taking forever to load the files”.
rosie’s sig to all,
Bri2k
Sticks, we once had a kitten, don’t know how old it was because we found it abandoned, start to go downhill. Had been eating and playing fine for a couple of days, then just stopped. Got sicker and sicker. Finally was totally unresponsive. Took one shallow breath every five seconds or so. Her eyes were open and not blinking. She was, for all intents and purposes, dead. This slow decline had happened over the course of a day and a half or so. I left the house to run some errand - I don’t remember what but was gone less than half an hour, and when I returned kitten was sitting up awake, alert and purring. I will never understand that one. Anyway, animals have an amazing capacity for survival.
What’s so snerk-worthy about 69? Will someone please explain this to me?
MOM! Guess what? It’s sunny here, and we don’t get snow! 
Took my midterm, feel good about that test. I think I got all of them. At least three regulars, the ones who hadn’t been showing up for the past couple of days, didn’t show for the test. I certainly understand about the depression, sometimes I have to force myself to go to school. My dream is to get a masters degree. How the hell am I going to do that if I can hardly stand community college?
Home from Evenin’ Prayer at the church house. 'Twas nice.
StickyBuns yay for BubbaSchnoodle eatin’!
Fiat bein’ as I am amongst the fighters of ignorance, here’s Urban Dictionary on 69. Now You Know. I feel so fulfilled. 
Got my check and deposited it. Totally forgot to stop by the student center to get tickets for the NYC trip in December. Now I have to drive back to the city again. Blech.
Yoga was ok. It was an hour and a half long, which surprised me. I only stayed for an hour because I had to pick up Sweetie. I can still do all the stuff I could do when I was only half fat and I still can’t do all the stuff I couldn’t do when I was only half fat. So, while being fully fat isn’t exactly a good thing, at least I haven’t lost what little limberness I had.
Celebrated my first attempt at yoga in many years by going to Red Robin for din din. Yes, I realize this is silly but dammit I wanted some onion rings!
Got 3 books from the school library that might help with my paper, the one I STILL haven’t started yet. I’m not doing a good job of catching up on stuff.
Got Snuff for Sweetie (and for me but I let him read it first). Stopped by AC Moore and got myself a treat - some copper, gold, and silver clay and some embossing powder. Gonna attempt to make some cool looking antiquey stuff - as soon as I catch up on school work so round about…Christmas. :smack:
No more pressies though. The rest of the money has to go for responsible adult crap.
Tired so I’m going to bed.
Irked, joints feel better. Beer and Food Network helped. Texted a bit with “just friend”
Roomie wanted to rearrange the apartment again.
Yay for BubbaSchnoodle!!
Meeks, glad gecko’s eye is better.
Happy Birthday Rebo!!!
*Duuuuuuude… *major contact high possibilities out on the balcony. That ain’t no skunk MMP! Guess I’ll have to wait a while forto open the house and enjoy the cool air. Ya know, since more than half the tenants around here are law enforcement, and more than one is known to be a stickler, this would seem to be an unwise place to partake out of doors. Downstairs neighbor’s daughter’s boyfriend seems just the type, though.
I’m feeling much less sick and it’s likely I’ll the survive the epazootic that hit me a couple of days ago. Now to go and re-read more carefully. Some posts I scanned look very :eek: worthy. Which is one of my favorite post flavors.
'mika was here and I missed it?
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Hi, 'mika!
Miatas don’t have back seats! I’ve had one since 1995 and no matter what that author writes, Miatas don’t have back seats. Lookit-- http://images.autosofasia.com/pictures/48728125.jpg completely* sans* back seat.
Why do I bring this up? Because adding jicama to a salad doesn’t make it Mexican. Especially not when you use * French dressing*. Also, beets, peanuts, and bananas together are very much Do Not Want in my book.
Congo– brava on the half stuff; it’s like kittens got into your language yarn. Also how is Snuff for Sweetie these days? Haven’t heard from them since they stopped opening for Death Cab for Cutie. Whyn’t ya tell me you wanted Snuff, I have a copy just sitting here.
Okay Mister Pervy-Pants (aka Swampy) how would you explain why 69 can’t also be 96? A former co-irker never could figure it out, even after irk-unfriendly drawings were provided.
Also, one of my nails broke off in my hair and I can’t find it. Verr verr curly long hair is good at hiding things. The good news is my stylist (fancy huh?) has decided I’m no longer evil and I’ll be getting it shortened. Do believe I’d better find the nail before then. Or add more trinkets, so as to create a theme.
Yay for kitties chowing down and happy ReBo days!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 58 degrees Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 83. Makes it kinda hard to decide what to wear. I mean, long sleeves and a light jacket are good for mornin’ but not for afternoon. This time of year one needs to take one’s wardrobe wherever one goes.
Ashes[sup]2[/sup] I am not a pervy pants. I was merely fightin’ ignorance. Why I would never do such things myself you know! <insert angel smiley face here> As to 96, well, if former co-irker couldn’t figure that out then he/she probably needs help gettin’ dressed and feedin’ him/herself would be my guess.
Now I must seek out more caffiene and rumbly tummy demands food NOW!!! Then, alas, irk purtification must commence. More home visits. Rah. Actually I don’t mind doin’ that. I’d rather do that than sit in the orifice all day, which I get to do tomorrow. Oh and I get to go pick up <snerk> butts <snerk> this afternoon so’s I can smoke 'em tomorrow.
Happy Thursday Y’all!
Well thanks, it worked! It looks like we are in bidness. Yikes!
And I may not have too much time to play here anymore. I don’t like that part. SDMB withdrawal symptoms can be dangerous, I’ve heard. 
Have a good day all.
Oh Swampy, I’m pretty sure she DOES have to have help. Her ignorance about her own girly bits, even after giving birth and taking care of girls of her own, left us gobsmacked. Actually, just about anything from her would have you dizzy with dismay.
Also, if yer smokin’ yer butt, yer doin’ it wrong. Or really, really right YMMV.
Rake in the dough** NWYE**!
It’s a drizzly morning in southern Merrylande. I’ll be leaving for class in an hour or so, and after that, who knows?
I should stop and get my hair trimmed. I’ve enjoyed wearing it long, but I really need about 3" trimmed. I suppose that could be a good after-class activity.
Some moron telemarketer called at 9:30 last night. I was still awake, but my sweetie had gone to bed and he’s been having a tough enough time sleeping as it is. So I actually took the call, informed them of the time (the area code was Oregon) and told them to quit calling me. I think I was hung up upon. Then I filed a complaint with the FCC. I’m on the do-not-call registry and I don’t need some boiler room offering me a reduced rate on my credit card after 9!! Everyone in the family knows you can only call that late in case of emergency. grrrrrrrrrr
Other than that, just another freekin’ day in paradise!
Blurf.
I had a wonderful birthday, and I’m paying for it this morning. We went to our little bar, and all my friends were there. I got presents and everything! AND I won $20 in a raffle! Woo-hoo!
Yay for money, and geckos, and delis, and aminals eating again, and <snerk> butts <snerk>!
Back to irk. Blech.
Irk, but I’m off tomorrow for furnace tune-up and hair highlight. Not by the same person though. So today is Firday for me!
Woke up sick. Seriously sick. I’m supposed to go work and school today. Death will ensue if I do both, I’m sure.
If I die you all are invited to my funeral.
Lancia, possibly signing off for the last time.
My former customer who owed me money has paid, YAY!
My possible future customer who wants to meet me in person has now decided she’ll wait until she’s actually cleared the budget process, oh well. Since I’d already asked for the 2nd off, and don’t have Grandma’s birthday celebration on the 1st any more, guess I’ll see about asking for permission to work from home on the 31st (can’t ask for it off, half the team has it off already). If I can, yeehaw, and if not I’ll use the 2nd to go downtown and spend money. I need a new mouse and some body milk… I can get them in the burrough where I live but going downtown counts as a fun activity by itself
Fiat, you’re not allowed to die, at least for now. Why, we just gave you you nickname!
Thank you, thank you. We’ll give it a go. If we are successful, we’ll throw a huge SDMB party and you’re all invited.
I’m hoping to be open by Christmas, but that will be tough with all we have to do.
Feel Better Lancia.
But if (s)he(?) does go to the Great Race Track in the Sky, I’m sure she’ll come back as an Alfa-Romeo!
Hi Meeks!
Happy Belated [del]annual reboot[/del] Birthday, Reboot!
Zoooooommm…
