Not the whole time. Just whenever I’m speaking. It’s only faire. (Maybe you should start drinking some mead now, to ward off the pain. Or maybe I should.)
Jah happy birthday indeed! I’m so glad you can look back on that and realize how far you’ve come. Besides, now you’re a Cool Kid. All us Cool Kids are the jakest!
Know what’s dumb? As in dumb as a box of rocks dumb? A box of boxes. Actually two boxes of boxes. I was just out on the shop floor and I saw these two boxes of boxes and thought, how dumb! Then I thought, those two boxes of boxes are worth $750, so maybe they’re not so dumb. Then I thought, Nah! Two boxes of boxes is just dumb.
Rigs it’s like this. We provide a wide array of services to people with disabilities, primarily, persons with developmental disabilities. One of these is a bunch of work services. A whole lot of it is community based but some of it is based what we call “in-house.” The in-house part of work services consists of a lot of different types of work. Some of it is contract work with local industries and some of it is manufacturing/shipping. Though a large part of my job is to be the rules/regs/policies/procedures nazi, I also am in charge of our work services and community intergration/socialization services. Why, yes, I do have a really, really strange job.
I am feeling un-motivated today. I really, really, really need to get the rest of my house ship shape and do laundry for our upcoming trip. Sigh, I think part of it is that I’m just feeling overwhelmed with everything that needs to be done. I’m doing most of it myself. Although, the kids will be cleaning out the bonus room. I don’t spend any time in there; I shouldn’t have to worry about cleaning it too.
Tomorrow, I need to run errands, so I really need to get most of the house done today. We’re having a house/dog sitter so I want to make sure all is neat and tidy for her.
The sun has yet to make an appearance. That’s okay. It keeps the temps reasonable.
Spats, all of this back and forth punning is pointless. I’m looking to move to a higher plane of existence.
I must X you Y. (Don’t you Z?)
Spats, all of this back and forth punning is pointless. I’m looking to move to a higher plane of existence.
:smack:
:smack:
The only thing worse than a double post is a time delayed double post. It looks like I’m spiralling in…
Help!!! I’m being transported back to high school geometry. (I blame Spats.)
Wow, that’s a great accomplishment in one year, Jahdra! Sounds like this really should be your birthday.
I don’t have cable (except for internet) and pretty much hate commercial TV, so I’m not watching any of those shows.
Why is GT posting in the middle of the day when we all know that she doesn’t post from work? Glad you asked.
I sent myself home because I didn’t feel well. Allergies, sinus infection, wannabe bronchitis (I specialize in sinus->bronchs in record time), it was all yuck. I didn’t have a fever when I left the house this morning, but it felt like I was getting one while at work. I’m hoping a nap, general relaxing, etc. will perk me up. I brought home my work laptop so that I can work from home tomorrow if I fell like I need to. So, has anyone noticed that it’s hot and icky out? At least it’s reasonably comfortable in here.
Off to nap.
GT
Partly because of a joke I heard a female comedian make once. Something along the lines of “My husband and I got divorced due to irreconcillable differences…I’m human and he’s Klingon.” And partly because he’s a big hairy barbarian who’s bald on top of his huge eyebrow ridge. 
BTW, I work in the ice factory.
Jah, good on you. Depression sucks!!
I was gonna make a comment about feeding rifty’s obsession by commenting on his puns but then I thought, oh, heck, let him have his fun as long as he’s not hurting anybody. 
like a Mobius Strip? or a recursive algorhythm?
Feel better, GT!
Hee hee. I knew it, Puggalista.
:: waits for someone to comment about how they are being hurt by the puns ::
OW! Quit it!
Poor gt. I prescribe ice cream. Ice cream helps sinus problems.
I just gave away a bunch of tshirts. See, I found this box of tshirts (a box of tshirts is not dumb like a box of boxes) in our storage area. They’re old company logo shirts. It’s fun watching people diggin’ through a box of tshirts. Everybody got at least two. They were all “Oh Cool! Tshirts!” Made me feel good. I found one in humongous size for myself even.
I predict we will have a thunderstorm around here within the next hour. I hope it decides to storm out at the swampcave. Besides the fact that I just lurves me a thunderstorm, we need rain.
Like you have any ground to stand on, Missy. I saw you in the pun thread not too long ago! :dubious:
Okay, shower has been taken and shower stall has been scrubbed. I figured since I was in it, I may as well scrub it too. This keeps from getting my clothes wet, and it’s easier to reach some of the places while one is IN the shower.
I hate scrubbing soap scum off the shower doors though.
What else has been accomplished, you may ask. Hmmm, well I put some clothes away, and picked up some stuff. I will be starting the mucking out in earnest though. You just watch. Well, I guess you can’t actually watch, unless MBG still has his spot staked out in the bushes and reports back to you.
What else? Hmm…I’m feeling slightly peckish, but I know that within about 5 minutes I won’t be hungry at all. I’ll get all involved in the cleaning. See once I start, I have to keep going, or I’ll just quit all together. THIS IS NOT GOOD. So, it’s easier to just bear down, or man-up, or whatever, and keep on truckin’ along.
:eek: Good thing I never dated a guy with brown eyes–oh, wait, I did. He was nice, not violent in the least, but a schmuck in the end. (he wouldn’t keep dating me because I wasn’t Hispanic, specifically Cuban-he was-and I wasn’t Roman Catholic -still aren’t!–he married a blonde, blue eyed American, but she’s Catholic!). Anyhoo, that rhyme scares me.
If spats keeps punning at Ren Faire, hit him with a merkin or sign him up for court jester…
VundieBabyBobby -if you need me, just whistle. You know how to whistle?
heh.
Laundry room half clean, waiting for floor to dry.
gt -your nurse says nap and fluid, stat. Make it so.
I deserve this:
:smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: and a :wally
I’ve been working for a week now trying to find out why a fault simulator I built with my own 2 hands hasn’t been working right. I was just about to tear apart the PLC (an industrial controller, for those who don’t know) to find out what was going on, when I started to fiddle with the Ethernet link to the host PC. The link was shut off… I turned it on, and everything is hunky-dory.
I only spun my wheels for a week…
Don’t we have some Floridopers close enough to smack Spats?
**Rigs, ** I hear ya, though I think I am not bothered as much by wondering how porn characters got together. I do like a fairly believable set-up, though. I have written some, and all of it is perfectly plausible as to how the characters got together and got nekkid. That’s what I tend to prefer.
I have only dated dark-haired, brown-eyed men with any regularity. I dated a blue-eyed blond once and that was a very short relationship but that was because I wouldn’t give him any (which he claimed to be perfectly fine with when we started dating) and he broke up with me, after about three weeks of dating, to go back to his ex, who would give him some.
Boys are stupid, but practical in their way.