Blurf.
Happy birthday, Kanga. Are you 29?
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The rest of you help yourself to assorted yays, eeps and congratulations as required.
Went to see my ex-boss yesterday, (really nice disabled lady I used to be an assistant for, until I broke myself), which was nice- got a bit unnerved by the full extent of the local floodin’ though, does anyone know where I can buy an ark cheap? The local rugby pitch is currently more suited to water polo…
I think I have a boring day of continuing with the mucking out of my room, and getting stuff ready for the saturday stall. Really hope I sell something, or this Christmas everyone is just getting a felt lizard. Blurf.
I’m pretty sure she is.
In Hex… 
For sure she’s already nearer 30 than she is to 20, though. No matter how you count 
For that matter, so am I. I’m going to be 31 on Friday! Well, OK – 0x31 :o; but still.
IIRC there are some Turks up in the mountains who have a used one in good condition they may not need. Tried and true!
They should have a special Steampunk products sale day, call it Gaslamp Wednesday.
Teh stoopid! It burns!
Phone rings. Caller ID says it’s one of my participants, one with a bad case of teh stoopid. It’s kinda sad when I know that’s who it is especially when one considers that Caller ID only shows the number. What now thinks I to my self…
Teh Stoopid (TS): Bear, my check didn’t get deposited in my account last week.
Me: (In my haid… and it took you until NOW to figure that out) TS, did you get your timesheet in last Monday like I reminded you to because if you didn’t, it didn’t get processed in time.
TS: I faxed it in on Wednesday.
Me: (In my haid… you are dumber than a plate of fart blossoms) That’s why then. You were late.
TS: I need my money today. Can you call payroll and ask them to put it in my bank account.
Me: (In my haid… Sure! Payroll does everything I tell 'em to do! If I say, “Payroll, eat a plate of raw fart blossoms” they’ll do it!) You will need to call the toll free number for payroll listed in your copy of the handbook and on top of the timesheet. (In my haid… but since you are teh stoopid I’ll have to tell you the number anyway) That number is 1-800-XXX-XXXX. Got it?
TS: You can’t call for me?
Me: (In my haid… not only can I not call for you, I wouldn’t if I could because you are dumber than a plate of fart blossoms) They will not discuss payroll issues with me. You will have to call.
TS: Well, ok then.
So, how’s everybody else doin’ today?
Hugs and stuff to Ashes and Tao
Congrats to Sticks
Happy Bday to da Phouka
And to all the other mumpers out there…
I got nuttin’ 
It’s Tuesday.
{{{Ashes}}}
Yay Sticky
Congrats Capt - other people’s kids are so much fun
Happy Birthday Kanga
I hear you Tao, when I read what some others are going thru it makes my issues seem not so much anymore.
I need to shake off the blurf and get my ass in gear. I’m still enjoying the silence around here, and can get some things done while the HFH are gone.
The sah-kid started driver’s ed last night. I had to drag him kicking and screaming (well not really), I cannot understand any teen not wanting a license. I know they’re out there, my friend had to drag her son to get his license as well.
Dreary day here, rainy and grey.
Waiting for my mother and her bf to get up, showered and out the door so I can finish my laundry.
AxA, hang in there. It really will feel surreal for a while, and then just when you start to feel normal, that grief will take you down like a halfback on defense wearing ninja clothes. You can’t really prevent it, but you can roll with the blows.
StickyBuns, congratulations! Praxis tests are the terror of the teaching world. I remember how relieved I was to have passed mine. It must be a huge weight lifted.
VunderBob, I am indeed 29. Many times over. In fact, I like 29 so much, I’ve just finished my 12th year being 29 and am starting my 13th. (That is, I turn 41 today.)
And thank you, all of you, for the lovely birthday wishes. I’m celebrating with my brother and friends this Saturday and hadn’t thought I’d get any attention today. I’m glad I was wrong. You guys make me feel all warm and fuzzy.
A2, I’m sorry about your mom. Even though there is no service planned, please do something by yourself for yourself for closure. Grief sucks. Yesterday I found the program for my dad’s funeral (from 2003) and cried for a few hours. Be good to yourself.
That’s really tough, Ashes. I’m so sorry.
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I feel almost human today about 7/8 at least. Well at least I did after I coughed up a lung when I got up this morning.
I am upright and coherent which is always a positive.
I am trying to stay busy at work but there is not much going on really. So I am spacing out the stuff I do have to do into nice parcels. This afternoon I get to do expenses. Rah!
mmmmmms be a lamb and do my expenses too, kthnkxbye! 
Ham 'n cheese sammich and N.O.T. sallit for N.O.L.. YUM!
Just in case you’re wondering, SolidWorks2013 kicks my butt as badly as SolidWorks2011. Just when I think I have it all figured out, I do something - no idea what - and I can’t do anything else. It makes me stabby. I want to go back to AutoCAD,dammit!! And now they tell me they’re getting yet another CAD program for doing wiring runs in aircraft. At least if I get in on the ground floor of that, I’ll get formal training.
Chef’s salad for lunch. Still rainy and dreary. Tell me again why I came out of retirement??
Oh, and please send chocolate, stat!
We actually got plowed under yesterday. Between drop-ins selling or buying and calls none of us got much done. I didn’t even get to read Pearls Before Swine until today. First time its actually been like that for us.
Great - thanks. Here I am having Rocky Horror flashbacks and I don’t have a single pair of fishnet stocking in my desk. Oh well --------
There’s a light over at the Frankenstein Place
There’s a light burning in the fireplace
There’s a light, light in the darkness of everybody’s life
Ashes – been there and you will be in my thoughts and prayers. Altz/demetia/arteries and all the related take our loved ones away so often over such a span of time – it just hurts – different from most pains.
woo hoo
I’m home alone
I can do the Naked Happy Dance!!!
Pictures, or it didn’t happen.
Swampy is one dead bear.
This time, you were quicker on the draw than I was…
Sari, I, too, don’t believe you did that! Prove it! 
Believe me, your imagination is way better than the real thing! lol.
Although the dog looked a bit amused.