Oh, yeah, sure. All except for where you’ll be sleeping.
I agree with the cover letters thing. I hate those, too.
Dear Potential Bestower of Better Job
I need more money and less stress
Here is a list of what I can do
Please hire me
Sincerely, Fed Up At Current Job
Your cats actually kill insects?? :eek: Both of ours kinda play with them for a minute and then get bored and go off to lie down. Leaving me to deal with the bug if it hasn’t gotten away during all of this. The cats only have one task in the apartment: Kill the bugs! But they can’t even get that right. Why do I even keep them around? :rolleyes:
because they’re soft and cuddly, and they purr, which is very soothing
Khan will kill and eat anything that flies past him. Sirius will bat it around until it’s almost dead, then leave it for me to take care of. :rolleyes:
spats, oh, the office **is ** getting a reboot. That would be when co-worker and I leave in September and they get to deal with cow-orker who will be all by her lonesome and as clueless and helpless as a newly weaned calf. They’ll have some fun then. Our supervisor might have to learn what our jobs entail and she may even have to, gasp! supervise! The horror, the horror!
rosie, I like your cover letter. In the right environment, your resume might even go directly to the top of the stack. In fact, I worked for a boss once who probably would have hired someone with a cover letter like that, assuming the resume matched the job.
My cats have watched mice run across the floor and then turned and looked at me all “can’t you do something about the vermin?” Forget about insects. Although, Keisha still occasionally tries to catch her tail. Once, she did catch it and **bit ** it. Normally, she’s pretty smart, but that one time…
Smokey likes birds, but as “video” entertainment only, since she’s not allowed outside. The occasional creepy crawler that finds its way into the house gets the same reaction Jahdra’s cats display. Smokey will sooner chase a shadow on a wall than something she can actually put her paws on.
You were reading/watching porn at age 7? I didn’t know what all that equipment was for when I was 17, let alone 7.
-Sean, a late bloomer
Tsk…Tsk…Sean you are such a middle aged straight white guy! Missin’ out on all the good Pr0n and such. 
ACBG is working tonight, poor thing. So, at four p.m. we met up at DQ to grab sump’n to eat and talk for a bit. DQ was the choice of <snerk> restaurants <snerk> because I had this coupon for buy get one free 16 ounce Blizzards [sup]TM[/sup] since I just had a birthday. See, I signed up (so did ACBG) for the Blizzard bday club. That was my present from DQ. So we had DQ Brazier Burger[sup]TM[/sup] specials and Blizzards[sup]TM[/sup] for supper. 'Twas gooooood!!!
Now I’m sippin’ on a beer and considering a dip in the pool. It has not rained anywhere near the swampcave (yet) but has rained all over Albeeeny. I want rain at the swampcave dangit!
Heee…you’re good at reading stuff Sean.
That’s the kinda cover letter I’d love to write someday, rosie. I’ve been helping one of my many godchildren with job-hunting. She’s fresh out of college with not a lot of experience and boy, is that hard.
Made an escape to the library and the grocery before the rain moves in. It’s been looking like rain for a while, but hasn’t done much more than drip.
So now I’m just hangin’ out considering dinner and watching a movie. Exciting way to spend an evening, I know.
GT
Well, I’m back from my errands. It took me slightly longer than I anticipated.
Who knew buying underwear for your 13 year old son would be so farkin’ difficult? I had a hell of a time finding his size; although after much digging and rooting, I found some.
At any rate, all I need to do now is buy food for the housesitter and buy food (sannich makings, etc) and drinks for us to pack in our cooler. I’ll also buy some fruit. That way, we don’t have to stop to eat, and it’ll save us a few bucks. We plan on eating one meal a day out (dinner). Yes, I AM cheap. I figure I’ll have a damn heart attack when it’s time to fuel up the rig in California, anyway. So, that’ll save the hubby a few bucks on the food budget. 
I am hoping that hubby comes home in a much better mood today. He was supposedly called in for crossing four lines of traffic without a blinker. **Uh, I don’t think so. ** You don’t receive a million miles safe driving award by pulling stupid shit like that. AT any rate, he was forced to watch a bunch of safety movies yesterday. His boss refused to give him the benefit of the doubt. One of the other drivers was called in on six times. It turned out, it was another driver playing games and trying to get this driver in trouble. Even though they knew it was this other driver and what was up, they still made this guy do all this safety crap. Company bureaucracy at it’s worst!
I just got off the phone with hubby and he’s still pissed. I guess his boss asked him to hang around for a minute so they could talk. This was after the hubby asked for the national safety manager’s phone number and e-mail address because he plans to follow up on this issue. God, I hope he doesn’t lose his temper. I’m thinkin’ his mood won’t be any better when he comes home now. Sigh…
After much thought, I have decided I either want to be the Green Serpent from The Silver Chair, or a luckdragon for Hallowe’een. I think that’s overambitious enough. I think I’ll do the luckdragon, too. They have ruby red eyeballs and pearly iridescent scales. And manes. That’s cool.
Taters, just think, in only eight more years (or so) you’ll no longer have to buy underwear for your son! Isn’t that nice?
Didn’t you know mommies ALWAYS buy underwear for their sons; at least until the mommies pass on to the great beyond, that is.
I expect I’ll be done buying his clothes, actually, when he is old enough to get a job. He’s already chomping at the bit for a job.
I actually asked my parents for socks and underwear last year for christmas, and did they get me any? NO! They got me all sorts of useful (and not useful) other things.
I have problems eating something that looks so close to “brassiere”.
On a pornier note, I think I’ve finally hit 100 gigs of porn. :o and 
What use could someone have for that much porn? And can you spare any?
Dayum, boy! I only have like 75 gigs on my hard drive. Couldn’t match you if I tried.
I’m cracking up at someone saying they have “only” 75 gigs of porn. My whole hard drive is only 30 gigs. Anyone care to translate how many pictures, movies, etc., that would be for a layperson (har)?
Eek. I have 75 gigs of SPACE on my hard drive! Not that much porn!
Wiki, here ya go…
A cotton field. This is looking north, on the west edge of the VunderLair. On the right side is Maddy, and the jungle.
Close up of a cotton flower. The bloom are simple conics, a vary from pure white to variegated pink or reds.
Growing bolls. This is where the fibers grow. The plant here has 4 golfball sized bolls growing. You can also see cotton tufts laying on the gound from last year.
Hahahaha.
Damn, I need a boyfriend. Or girlfriend, whichever.