You’re aware An Arky is a guy, Bob? Just checking.
Went to bed, got up, puke, went back to bed. I want to spend today huddled in bed, denying that I’m starting to feel gross in the evenings.
I just drew a bath, and the water is brownish-gray. I need the landlady’s phone number right now.
Good morning. Gorgeous day here today. I’m riding my bicycle to work today! 4 months after I planned it, it’s going to happen.
I don’t wanna hear about hot grease on bellies or naked cooking. :eek:
I have to tackle tech today after the library. And after the grocery store. Where is my Gopher?
Happy birthday to the felines. We don’t know when Simon’s birthday is–I never thought about it. He is lying here, waiting for me to feed him or pet him. He’s in for a long wait-breakfast is over and I have to go to work! <evil laugh>
Morning, all. Man, with all the group groping, mixed-up flirting, and nekkid frying around here, I’m starting to wonder just where I ended up! :eek:
Happy Catnipday, Cuervo!
A total blackout in 51°C, Dotty? :eek: :eek: I hope you didn’t lose too much food. And I hope you don’t have too much meat to cook up so you don’t lose it! Definitely no fun. We used to eat our freezer down to practically nothing during hurricane season just so we wouldn’t have that problem if we lost power for any length of time. FYI, for future reference: Take a plastic milk jug or two, fill with water, freeze, and leave in the freezer for times of possible power outage. Then if you do lose power and don’t open the freezer door, you can keep your food frozen for up to 72 hours. Works like a charm, says the voice of experience!
Papa Tigs kindly moved the TV into the bedroom before dinner last night, so after dinner I plugged everything in and then crawled into bed for the evening with my knitting. Got my Streaming Leaves scarf finished – it’s really pretty, and was much faster to knit than I expected it would be – and then proceeded to have an awful night’s sleep, hot flashing and night sweating all over the place. Grr.
And then I dragged myself out of bed early this morning to head off to get my teeth cleaned – only to realize that since my knee replacement, I’m supposed to have antibiotics before dental work and had totally forgotten about it! :smack: So now I’m trying to get hold of my surgeon’s office to have them phone some in so I can get rescheduled. Darn it. I’m mad at myself for being so forgetful in my old age. Grrr at myself!
Off to caffeinate some more and get some work done. Or something.
Um, don’t worry about it, VunderBob…easy mistake to make… BWAHAHAHAHA!!! No, really, just kidding.
It does prove the point, though, that nekkid redheaded women are teh hawt, while nekkid redheaded men are uneeded images. (FWIW, I’m actually not classically redheaded, but strawberry blonde and not all freckly or Ralph Malph/Howdy Doody-ish. I’ve been told I look kind of like a cross between Bill Clinton and Robert Redford, however, I haven’t even caught a whiff of one zillionth of the female attention of those two.)
I don’t understand naked cooking. That is just ewwww for me. Now I will have to admit that I have cooked before in just my bra and panties, not on a regular basis though. I prefer cooking with all my clothes on, or at the very least a t-shirt.
All of you knitters/crocheters, I would love to see pics of your finished projects! I love looking at crafty things.
Btw, unofficial word around the office is that I got the job. Still waiting to hear the official word though.
Wait, what? Neikkid frying? Or was that nekkid friars? No matter, neither is an image I want in my head at 9:00 in the morning. Or at any other time of the day or night, for that matter.
So, I yam vertical and caffeinating. It’s a bit chilly and windy out, kinda looks like rain but I don’t think we’ll be getting any. My computer hasn’t acted up since I changed its battery, so I declare my problem solved. (Hear that, Loki? Thought you’d try and throw a curveball at me with all those baffling yet serious problems but such a simple and seemingly innocuous cause that’s the last thing I’d think of, didn’t you? Thought you had me fooled, eh? Yeah, that’s right bitch. I beat your sorry, sagging ass with my brain, a small screwdriver, and thirty-three cents. Who da man? Huh? Who - da - man? Yeah, that’s right. Booya and all that!)
Just two more days – today included – and I’m on vacation through September 10th. Yeah, baby!
Oh! We have a feline birthday. That’s a switch. Okay, so, no cake for kitty – sorry, it just isn’t healthy, you know, so:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CUERVO!
Translate that to your kitty’s feline dialect as appropriate.
An Arky - I think that, where mental imagery is concerned, the redhead dichotomy functions something like this:
Redheaded women are fair-skinned (sometimes with cute freckles) and have fiery hair that appealingly contrasts with their complexion in an uncommon and somewhat exotic way.
Dammit. The water is off because the city is working on our block’s pipes. I’ll go to the laundromat and come home and read. Buy lunch out. I think the water’s off tomorrow, too. It’s a good thing I’m going to visit Other Quasi-Daughter and her husband.
Happy Birthday **Cuervo ** and belated good wishes for In yer face.
I wasn’t sighing at nothin really. Just I was in the classroom yesterday and going over the kind of thing I did in primary school. Tres dull. And then we had a mini test on something else and I didn’t come up to my usual standards on it and felt kinda bad but everyone else did much worse so I felt a little better. Passed the proper exam though. Also passed today’s practical so there are only two more written exams and I can go back to doing my real job again. Yay for that.
I would just like to sayI’m not in favour of nekkid cooking unless it’s baking cakes. For some reason I have a mental image of a long haired brunette taking a victoria sponge out of the oven and wearing nothing but a smile and an apron. Not sure where I got that one from…I don’t even like girls…
ok- here’s a question for anyone who cares to answer
At 6:45 every weekday morning (unless I’m on vaca), my clock radio turns on, which causes me to stop sleeping and I start my day
So why do we say “the alarm goes off”?
Aargh! My electronic file-playing program just froze up on me. Nothing I do makes it work. And the folks I bought it from are three time zones behind me.
…tap tap tap…waiting for 8:00 a.m. Pacific time…tap tap tap…
Nope, Rosie, gotta get craft fair stuff knitted first. Plus I’m waiting on the last couple colors of yarn to come in. You’re getting alpaca.
Besides, I decided to try one more thing – do a complete uninstall, then reboot and reinstall. Voilà! The software works again. Whew! Since I have work that’s due today. Not much, but that’s okay, too.