Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 57 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 87 and N.O.S. for the day. Nuttin’ big planned today. I shall clean the kitchen and bathrooms this mornin’. I shall also gas up twuck and probably go to the liberry. Tonight’s dindin will be the tacos originally planned for yestiddy. OLÈ!
ruble if we did that MOOOOOOM would think we’re up to sump’n!
OK, I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy demands sustenance. Then I suppose I should get busy on the kitchen and bathrooms and then clean myself before venturin’ out to the public.
No one ever shows Superheroes. My cast had an uncut copy, and it always felt like that one damn last thing I had to do before I could go get drunk. Playing Janet in a shadowcast that has Superheroes is bullshit. So much crawling.
Last night I bleached my friend’s hair, made ravioli, and then crocheted while watching Hellevator, which is some quality entertainment, if you like people screaming like idiots.
BLURF We shuttled 721 souls the other night which is a whole bunch of drunk fools.
I have not been able to get caught up on my sleep yet. One night staying up til 4AM has messed me up. It’s the First of the Month again and I am hopelessly behind.
Went to my allotment earlier to do some aimless pottering, and noticed a mob of magpies and crows that seemed to be Up To Something. One took off, carrying what appeared to be a whole dead bird by one wing! It didn’t manage it far though, and dropped it. I couldn’t work out what the dead bird was, as it didn’t look like any local species, so (me being me) decided to go look. Turned out to be a thoroughly shaken up, but decidedly not dead, quail. Not a native species, and actually a non-natural colour variant, so clearly an escaped pet.
So yeah, I now have a quail in a cardboard box in the living room while I try and track down someone missing same… It’s all floofed up and miserable looking, and it’s lost quite a lot of feathers, but I can’t see any real damage and it seems to be improving, so hopefully it’ll be OK.
I did try to persuade the landlord to just let me keep it, but I don’t think it’s worked.
I bought mini bags of Cheetos and mini Kit Kats to give out to trick or treaters. I gave them the choice, and almost every kid took Cheetos, and 2 even wanted Flamin’ Hot Cheetos. I was so surprised–figured every kid goes for candy.
I will freely admit that I rarely use coasters. I’m far enough away for safety.
I’m in CA again. I need to hand in the computer equipment and sign some paperirk for the layoff. We need a sick to stomach smiley. I know I have the disability coming along, but I worked there 11 years. It clearly wasn’t going to continue, one way or another, since I can’t work now, but I still feel sad/sick/weird/anxious. We’ll give this one a blarf.
On other fronts, last night my daughter and friends went to a street in town here that does Halloween like some streets do Christmas. We’re talking a full crime scene with dead body. Creepy man with chain saw. A complete, very legit Ghostbusters car with a fully costumed set of Ghostbusters. Slimer on the hood. Every house on the cul de sac had something going on. It was an entire house of semi-professional haunted houses (from the outside at least). I told me daughter when I was her age I would have been too chicken to try it. One of her friends would march up to each house and high five all the scary blood-soaked creepers, then return to the curb and drag the rest of them up there to get their goodies. She did the chainsaw house (no chain on the blade - I checked). The others would not. I got a kick out of the house at the end that had a full cemetery with creepy tree ghouls, hands pawing at the windows. They were blasting Pink Floyd, sitting on the porch in ghoulish get up. Smoke of the smoke was smoke machine. Some of the smoke, er, went with the music. I think the girls were too young to catch that one.
Tomorrow, before we catch the train, we’re visiting the stylist who dyes my daughters hair beautiful celestial (dark blue with streak of purple and light blue).
MMP poll - for me, dark purple, or just something different but more natural?
We’ll be back to CA for Thanksgiving, but we’re driving. I can manage with my husband’s help. I am getting tired of the train trip. :eek:
Home, awaiting delivery from Pizza Hotline. **FCD **is not happy - his car inspection isn’t done despite having an 8:30 appointment. Doubt that we’ll get it back today.
I foresee early bedtime again tonight. Still tahred…
Foods finally arrived and have been ingested. A big load of unders is in the dryer will be ready to be folded soon. Yep, it’s exciting to be home again.
Mooom, from someone who has cut up her share of odd socks for chihuahua jackets, I figure that the only one who might be embarrassed about the look is the person walking her.
sunny, if you like the purple, go for it
(but have the Xmas pics done first )
Done with the retinopathist for six months. Everything looks good. I went to the rockin’ dumpling place and had dim sum and Szechuan tofu with veggies. Yum! I stopped at Michael’s for glue dots on the way home (I hoard these like swampy hoards TP ) and played in the studio after sweeping and mopping the floors.
It’s that time of year again, the time when I need to pick my health insurance plan for the coming year.
I’m kind of pissed, I get a letter from the insurance company telling me my plan is o longer available and they picked out a plan for me which most closely matches my current plan. My plan is $547/month, the new plan is $1015/month.
That doesn’t work for me, do they really think I can just pull an additional $468 out of my ass each month?
I just got my new insurance cards in the mail! WTF? I never agreed to anything.
Open enrollment started today and they have already enrolled me in the new plan. Now I have to go out and change it - and as I say every year - whoever designed their website is an asshole.
They need to be dipped in glue, rolled in crepe paper, strung up by their ankles, and beat with a stick.
MetalMouse, if you want to toss your MilkyWays you can toss them here.
My friend finally went to the court house. She didn’t get arrested, they gave her the name of a lawyer to contact, and then she has to come back to see them and get a court date. The warrant is still out on her - I have no idea why they didn’t arrest her at the court house - but one she gets a court date the warrant will go bye-bye. Unless she misses the next court date. Such a mess,and she still doesn’t know what it’s all about.
I still have to call my mother, I’m still a bit too angry. I thought we’d go this weekend, but Sah-son has a ton of school work this week. It’s only going to get worse as it gets near the end of the semester.
I know I have the disability coming along, but I worked there 11 years. It clearly wasn’t going to continue, one way or another, since I can’t work now, but I still feel sad/sick/weird/anxious. We’ll give this one a blarf.
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