{{{{Swampy}}}}
I’m listening, sitting over here quiet in the corner.
I have a shitload of things to do, so I took a nap. Now I need to get busy doing shit, like washing the dog’s blanket again. I have to wash it twice, the second time without detergent, otherwise if it smells too much like bleach or detergent he will pee on it.
At least now he is up walking around more and drinking on his own. Most important he is getting better at making it outside.
I need some food and to get to irk.
Metal Mouse, I always heard it as
If God gave you a good voice, now it the time to sing loudly His praises, and if He didn’t, now is the time to get even.
**sari **- when I was a kid, our parish priest used to say that. He liked lots of singing!
UGH! I feel all achy. Stoopid sinuses and allergies. I was goin’ over to the church house but now all I can think about is goin’ to bed. I shall be sleepin’ with Ben tonight for sure. In other news, the lasagna, sallit, and bread sticks were good. Plus leftovers for both of us for N.O.L. tomorrow. Win-Win!
I’ll just move over here out of the Lightning Strike Zone.
Do you answer?You’re crazy!
Do you change voices?You’re possessed! :eek:
Spidey interestingly enough, I feel kinda possessed right now. Stuffed up sinuses, achy, and just a little fever. ICK!
I shall call it a night folks.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
I have a question for y’all who have dogs. How do you get the smell of dog urine out of a car?
I swapped Sis for this Toyota and, while it suits me in almost all ways, I have the sneaking suspicion that one of the chihuahui has hiked his little leg in there on occasion. It didn’t really become apparent until the weather began to get warm and I would open the door to dog-pee whiff in the afternoon.
Will just getting it detailed work?
Nature’s Miracle works wonders to kill critter urine smell. It would be best if you knew exactly where the pee was, but you could just soak it all. Detailing won’t do anything, IMHO.
I’ll have to pick some up for the spot where Tiny Tabitha decided she needed to mark her territory.
Today dragged on and on and on. Then I sat down to write and it took me an hour to write a paragraph. I give up.
Home for a while and salad has been consumed. Work was easy; life is good.
It was truck day, and if things hold on for another 59 minutes, it will be the fisrt time this year that things didn’t go completely FUBAR. Half day tomorrow, then off Firday. 
Happy Birthday MetalMouse!!!
Metal? \m/-\m/
It’s OK to talk to yourself.
It’s OK to ask yourself questions.
It’s OK to answer those questions.
But if you ask yourself a question, and you don’t understand your own answer, you may have serious problems. 
Butters, Gordie will dump his food out, “bury” half of it in the carpet, then take one piece at a time, walk over to the corner, and eat it. Boy doesn’t have issues, he has subscriptions.
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Family member had surgery today, everything’s ok, so I’m have a few beerverages to celebrate.
I heard a commercial on the radio on the way home from irk that a certain Mr. Charlie Daniels is coming to town.
It all kind of ties it. You’re in Jawja. The Devil went down to Jawja. You’re feeling possessed.
Do you suddenly find yourself with extra remuneration? Perhaps a power you previously didn’t have?
Swampy, we believe that if you face up to “The Middle School Incident” as your counselor calls it, you would sleep better at night, and you would no longer hear The Voices. :dubious:
Seconded. If you don’t have access to a carpet cleaner, you can use a watering can. Soak the area that appears to smell, or all the carpet if you have to, and let it dry out. When it’s wet it may actually smell worse for a little while. IME once it’s dry, the smell is gone. Hot day, with open windows if you can, and you should be good.
I’m stealing this because, well, just because.
Happy Birthday MetalMouse!!!
You’re a very nice addition to our little crew. Hope you have a wonderful day.
:smack: Wrong metal.
Calm down.
You have the same problem as Swampy.
Don’t listen to The Voices.
I may have mentioned this before but -------- I have to talk to myself. The voices in my head speak Spanish and I have no frikkin idea what they are saying. Although I bet its about me somehow. And I think so too. Right? Right!
Happy Metal Mouse Day!
In other news, I went to the pub last night. In fact, it was a different pub from our usual ones, and it served the most amazing curries so we had yummy food as well as some decent beer. The complicated reason for it was that a friend of ours wanted to come along but he does contract work locally and finishes mid-afternoon so we needed somewhere we could go early and get some food. It was definitley a nice change, and I think there might have to be a curry night eveyr month now.
It wasn’t a particularly late night but I’s tired today. Got meetings this morning and another this afternoon, and the joys of grocery shopping to look forward to tonight. Looking forward to the weekend already.
Oooh…was that Taters I saw just flitting by?
Today is moving day! WOOHOO!! I’ll start things off by wiping down my new desk, then moving the computer and its associated stuff. The only thing that can’t be moved is the phone - well, I can physically move the phone, but someone else has to do whatever magic they do to make the number move with me.
No matter - no more office mate! Not that there’s been any problems, apart from the stinky air freshener. I’m just looking forward to my own space. I do find it interesting that my office mate is getting an office for one, while mine has space for another flunky, and the two guys share an office. Then again neither I nor the 2 guys are sleeping with the boss… 
It’s so nice not to have to sweat crap like that. I can quit any time I want!
Anyway, onward into the day. Happy Thursday!!
