Game On! A Hockey Roadtrip MMP

Contrast fabric all the way. Can you hit up The Orange Bag Store? That’s still my favourite fabric shop. I wish it wasn’t so far away.

Thanks. Gnat slept, but only for a little while. I’m all staring-into-space with tiredness. It hasn’t been a productive day. We’ll have pizza made on naan for dinner. Fast, easy, cheap, prevents us from ordering out. :smiley:
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Thanks for letting us know, Gnat!:smiley:

I went to the doctor today and my foot might be fractured so I went and had xrays done. Now I’m just sitting here surrounded by schnoodles waiting for GilaMonster to get here and pick something up. After that it will probably be naptime.

Well… The pork chops have already been eated. They were shaken and baken last night.

Not 100% sure what tonight will bring. Probably stick a lump of beef in the rotisserie and have mashed NOTs.

Oh, for anyone wanting to see pictures, I’ve got over 500 to sort out, so no promises of when that might ever happen. And I thought 400+ from the wedding was a lot! Still need to finish sorting and editing those…

For next year, I really need to think about upgrading my camera. It’s so slow to turn on and actually take a picture, it might as well be wind-up. It’s also only able to hold 64 MB - that alone should date it. I’d like the speed and quality of a digital SLR, but I also want something small that will fit in a pocket.

Thanks. We’re major geeks. :smiley:

And yeah, engineering profs suck by and large. I had a few good ones over the course of 4 years, more good ones in grad school. But they still suck. We found that, as a general rule, the more of an expert a professor is in their field, the worse they are at teaching. If you mention their name to someone, and that person’s like “Wow you’re taking a class with him/her?? He/she’s The Authority on [fill in the field]” you’re in trouble and will have to teach yourself the subject. :rolleyes:

I took this morning off for the reasons many of us wanted to take days off this week. Just tired of being at work. It was really nice not to have to rush around first thing in the morning. I had a nice, long workout. I, too, went to the grocery store, but it’s not bad at all at 11 a.m. And I went to Burger King for lunch 'cause I’m all classy like that.

And I picked up yarn to start a new prayer shawl for someone from my church at home who had hip replacement surgery last month. I’m going to stay with them when I go home to visit in April so I thought it’d be nice. If I can finish it in under a month! :eek:

My minister from home also had surgery - open heart surgery! I can’t pull off two prayer shawls in a month so I may see if someone at my current church has one that I could give to him. We do shawls as an outreach thing, giving them to people who are sick or had surgery or lost a loved one or have some other area of struggle. I think heart surgery qualifies!

So true. The more they know their stuff, the more they take it for granted that the rest of us - the students - also come equipped with extensive background knowledge and understanding. It annoys me to no end but whatcha gonna do?

Urk… Day over. Was gonna go out and explore some knicknack shops close to campus with some of the other eccentrics from the Pagan Student Union but that never really got off the ground. People had to go and do other things; they were supposed to come back but ended up running really late and I got tired of waiting after like two and a half hours. Plus, while waiting, everyone else was working on setting up an RP game thingie based on Dinotopia, which I have never read and have no interest in, and so I was bored outta my skull. Third time in a row my efforts to make plans with friends have fallen through, ick.

In better news, the ladies woring at the sub shop in The Commons massively overstuffed my buffalo chicken sub. Too bad I’m not hungry thanks to the Adderol - I haven’t eaten anything today and I know I need to, but I have no appetite.

Wanna take a nap but if I do that I’ll never get to sleep tonight…

Just keep in mind that it does eventually end and that after the fact you tend to remember more of the good stuff. It’s so much easier to think about the time with friends and social stuff than the work and stuff. At least until you came along and started reminding me of all the sucky stuff about college. :mad: :wink: :stuck_out_tongue:

They’re whoring at the sub shop??
OK so I think I added the wrong letter to that word, but my version’s much more fun.

They’re whorin’ and makin’ sammiches too! Talk about multi-taskin’! :smiley:

Dindin at the seafood place was num. Ok, I did not have seafood. I had catfish fillets. I had me a gnawin’ and a cravin’ for catfish. 'Twas good. I suppose I shall need to extra appreciative.

That is all.

'tis a possibility, but the Orange Bag Store is a bit of a far haul even for my kid-free butt, especially with a cranky mother in tow. :slight_smile: It’s my last resort, should Queen St fail to provide an appropriate fabric.

Oh, and hullo Gnat! He’s almost at full sentences… what a clever toddler you have. :slight_smile:

I’m guessing the tunafish sandwich is a popular choice at Moonie’s sub shop. :smiley:

Cats are being strangely spazzy… it’s like I’ve two furry four-legged ping pong balls bouncing around the living room. Wish that kind of energy was transferrable, because I’ve got a house to tidy and a bathroom to scrub, even though right now I’d rather just flop on the couch and veg for the rest of the night.

Just something to consider - when ordering pizza on line, make sure you accurately pick what you want from the pulldown. Otherwise, you could wind up with onions and pineapple when you wanted onion and pepperoni. Just sayin’…

PapaJohn made supper. We’re in chill mode. Tomorrow’s gonna be busy, but tonight is chill.

Ice cream later.

Oh yeah - McKay’s had their super seafood sale, so I got 20 snow crab leg clusters for tomorrow’s supper. $67 worth of crab - yoiks!! We don’t do this often, but for $4.97/lb, I’ll splurge once in a while.

Well duh! I gotta remind you that college wasn’t all fun and games so that when you run into trouble at work or whatever, you can think to yourself “at least I don’t have to deal with THAT shit anymore!”

Personally, I’ve adapted a new College Survival Strategy. It consists of realizing I’ll get the same diploma as the guy who puts in 90+ hour weeks in order to ace every class. There’s no point beating myself up and wasting six hours to finish the last two or three homework problems when they’re worth, tops, one-tenth of one percent of my final grade; since the vast majority of my stress comes not from the fear of failing a class (not gonna happen) but rather from the fear of not getting an A, accepting that maybe, just maybe, I don’t absolutely need to graduate with a 3.75+ GPA means a LOT less misery.

Note: This is the part where those of you who DID finish Engineering school Summa Cum Laude or whatever can exercise a bit of self-restraint and keep yer yaps shut. :rolleyes:

Also: bleeping smartasses, can’t even let a sleep-deprived lil pup make a simple typo without hounding him for it…

Just opened a fractured footthread for anyone caring to speculate as to what comes next…

Tried to take a nap, but it didn’t really work. So I’ve had some mac and cheese and pretty soon I have to start working on the freebie stuff that’s due tomorrow.

ETA: Welcome to Spring? There’s a giant fly buzzing around the lights above me. :slight_smile:

Nah. It’s just that taxi and I are big fans of sammich shop whorin’.

This is the Dope. Typos get hounding if you’re lucky. If you’re unlucky, you get roasted over a slow fire. And everyone brings it up for years, as if disfigurement and scarring aren’t enough. :smiley:
Good luck with Mumsy, Muppet. And thank heaven Mr. Lissar’s mother doesn’t come by as a houseguest. She’s lovely. And flaky, and neurotic. And I like her living three hours away.

Woo hoo! It’s a Harry Potter weekend on ABC Family!!!

(It’s the little things, isn’t it?):smiley:

In no particular order and with a jaunty rosie’s sig to anyone I miss:

Very cute pattern, Muppet. Hope you find the material you’re looking for soon.

I sent you retroactive Baby Sleep for Two and a Half Hour vibes, LiLi, but it appears they got lost. I approve that you’re developing his typing skills already. :smiley: Do you suppose that future generations will type fluently before they talk?

Glad teh evil was cleared up so efficiently, Spaz. And yay for raking!!!

You’re living my life again, aren’t you? I had a similar exchange with my boss this afternoon (although he had the project in hand and it was something I’m working on, JUST NOT THIS WEEK).

I’ve taken to looking very carefully at local consignment and thrift shops. I’ve found some incredibly high-quality, never- or nearly-never worn clothes for way inexpensive.

This is not limited to engineering professors. Although I did take a class from one The Authority on professor who was actually quite good. I consider him the exception that proves the rule.

Ooooh, sounds like me at work this afternoon. I went from one end of our floor to the other several times in 10 minutes, trying to get some details ironed out.

Moonie, ask Bobbio and swampy about beer and cockies.

I updated the blog with your recipe Rebo. Also added a recipe that Smartie PM’d me from the other MMP. Hope no one minds. I figured that: a) we’re nice, dammit, b) yummy food!, and c) we’re taking over the world! Hope no one minds.

I’m home now and am very tired. And I get to go in to work tomorrow and Sunday (hopefully not for long either day). :rolleyes: Did I mention yay!?

Hugs.

GT

Whores who made sandwiches would be really popular, I think. Why has no one thought of this?

  1. Whores make sandwiches
  2. <this bit I’ll leave to your imagination>
  3. Profit!!

Ugh I have to teach Macbeth in a few hours and am woefully underprepped, as always. I’m lucky my students are so ignorant. :stuck_out_tongue:

Personally, I’m all for both! :smiley:

It’s BBBobbio that won’t live that one down.

Yes, I know. But I also knew you’d be in to make some kind of smart remark if I mentioned them… :stuck_out_tongue:

I’ve made it home, thank goodness. Today was my “short” eight hour day.

The conversation with the boss was um…interesting. Apparently, I’m to be the primary point of contact and analyst for the monthly R&A. The first one is 26 March. I am to attend all meetings that might have anything to do with my shop. This includes high level meetings…urp.

He seems to have great faith in my abilities. Me…not so much. He claims I’m timid. I laughed long and loud at this, at which point he corrected himself. My personality is not timid, but he feels I should speak up more in meetings. I told him that I am not about to speak up on subjects I know nothing or next to nothing about. I don’t want to look like a fool, I want people to know they can rely on my data, and lastly I want my division to look good. If I feel like I don’t have all the info, I will tell whoever is asking the question or disputing the data, that I need to research it and will get back to them. I’m not about to just spout shit off the top of my head.

I do speak up when I know when I know what I’m talking about. I am not shy about expressing my opinion, but I can do it with tact. I don’t get into pissing contests and if there’s a chance that things are going south in a meeting, I immediately tell folks that the issue is tabled for the big group and that key players will take the disagreement off-line.

He appreciates the fact that I am direct and not a “game player” or drama queen. I hate that shit and so does he.

After we chatted some more about work related issues, we talked about our weekend plans, and which then moved on to stuff going on in our personal lives. It was a long conversation.

At any rate, things will be kind of bumpy for awhile, I think. I’m going to be working my ass off and will probably spending a lot of my own time trying to bone up on things. Bleh. I need to do it, so I shall, but frankly, I’d like just a small bit of “coast time”. I’ve been going a million miles an hour for a year now, and I’m tired.

Well, that was rather long-winded. Sorry about that.

Speaking sammiches…I’m hungry. I need to rustle something up.

He didn’t let you down, either.