Got A Beer Complaint? Tell Me All About It! The MMP

I doubt it very much, it’s not the kind of illness I’d really want to be making public! Actually I was at a festival for one weekend where it rained almost constantly. Do you know how difficult it is to dance wearing wellies? My legs felt like they’d had a week’s worth of exercise in one day!

After that, I had a spell of running around sans car because it had to go to the bodyshop for paintwork repairs and I had a pile of things to do aside from the usual work-related crap…then another festival where it was blissfully sunny but there was a sudden bout of illness that required a short stay in the horsepickle (no fun at all, our NHS). But now I’m back at work and feeling like a limp dishrag. And are they grateful that I’m here? Hell, no…here’s three days of photocopying you need to do and then you need to walk around campus in your weakened state to deliver huge piles of committee paperwork that nobody can be bothered to read. Did I tell you that I hate my job?

Very nice too, as long as you like walking. The roof on it’s own is three quarters of an acre - I can just imagine the horror of lead tiling up there!

You need a moped. Or a personal assistant. Or a personal assistant ON a moped. A CUTE personal assistant.
Wiley–sorry to hear about BF’s mother.

Off to run errands. It’s what I live for.

Just checked my email from school. Got a reply from tech support. They don’t know what’s wrong either. I did get Seamonkey to work in Safari–but I have not heard back from them re how to save it to my Idrive and then send it on.

Yes, this is Greek to all of you. Just let me rant. I am about to start raiding cupboards to find drink of some kind. I am in a major anxiety snit about this (I don’t have “attacks”–I have low level, never leaves me, mind preoccupying anxiety for DAYS about shit like this). I can think of nothing else to do.

Sometimes I feel like Milo in The Phantom Tollbooth–given useless tasks to do, but told they are very important. I do my best, god knows, but to what avail?

This MMP has become my journal, apparently. Sorry. I HATE not knowing what to do. (oh, and for those here who think, go to the instructor–ha! There is another student in the class who has posted her frustrations–not the same as mine, alas–and has not been well, attended to in any productive manner. She posted that she is unfamiliar with Open Office Draw (as we all are) and was told that we will go over the peculiarities of OOD whilst on campus in Oct. Salient point: the assignment is due THIS Friday. You see what I mean?)
I do wish I took drugs.

**Mork **-- time for a new Motherboard, if you ask me. Yes I know you don’t.

**Rigs **-- Some drugs are completely legal. Just sayin’. And I think you could get away with a Temporary Insanity plea if you went on a rampage leaving Campus strewn with bodies of IT and TAs.

**Wiley **-- :frowning: {{{}}}

**BooFae **-- no pictures of you dancing in the rain? Maybe your dancing caused the rain? :eek:

Just a drive-by…

G’mornin mumpers!

Morning, all. Sorry to hear about your boyfriend’s mom, Wile E – prayers headed out her way for an amazing recovery.

And I’m sorry to hear you’ve been so sick, BooFae – in the horsepital, even? That is seriously not good, even ignoring the fact that it’s NHS! I hope you’re doing better.

Turning off electricity when it’s 51°C, Dotty? That’s just cruel! I’m glad you at least have a window AC unit to keep Noor comfy. Are you guys camping out in the spare room for the duration, I assume?

Nothing much to report here. I just checked on snowbunny’s fire, which yesterday morning was at 31% contained, down from 38% the day before – but apparently the gods of wind were kind and this morning it’s at 44% contained, with a chance of thunderstorms this afternoon. So everyone, do your best rain dance, please!

Otherwise, I got nuttin’ this morning. Except that my nice quiet day has evaporated; they’re messengering me out some super duper rush work due tomorrow morning at 9:00 a.m. No sleep for Mama tonight, I fear…but lots of lovely filthy lucre, so it all evens out. :smiley:

Mornin’ Mumpers! And a special one it is, too! Why? Well, there was a lovely lunar eclipse this morning that began around 4 aye yem and totaled at 5:52. Never saw one quite so clear and large. Okay, so I’m easily awed and amused. :rolleyes:

Mr. Anachi has been taking pics of the pool process so as soon as he gets a CD I’ll try to post them.

rigs, you are now in the zone that is my one extra large beef about Macs. I use both Safari and FireFox and still end up with problems now and then. We use several online services but, unfortunately, they treat Mac users like red-headed-stepchildren.

Thanks, gt. I’m hoping the four-leggeds are over the worst of it.

Mmmmmm, Rotel maters and Velveeta…mmmmmmmmmm. Hand me the chips.

That is all for now.

Tupug

Whelp, after some wrangling to figure out where we’re going to fit this surprise expense into our next pay period’s budget (which we’re still not completely sure on but we’re committed to it anyway), I went and had my work-local computer store order me in a new motherboard. (Yes, Special1, though I didn’t ask you and started typing this before your post, I still took your advice. :slight_smile: )Unfortunately they don’t have my specific board, which was the highest end of the Socket-939 Asus line, because it’s discontinued. Bastards. I have to settle for a stripped-down version of the same board, which means I lose a full SATA channel (not that I really needed them as I only have tho SATA devices), all the nice copper cooling piping, and some other features. On the positive side it comes in at just over $100 so it’s not a hugely expensive, and it’s the same chipset as the one I already have (er, had) so I shouldn’t have any issues with Windows once it’s all installed. Unfortunately that means I’m out a computer at least for today, possibly tomorrow as well if they don’t get the board in by tomorrow.

sigh

If I need to access the net from home, I have to do it wirelessly on my PDA now. 640x480 resolution and an on-screen keyboard – wee!

On a positive note, the new motherboard will have a working on-board network card, so I won’t need the auxiliary card, which means I can free up a PCI slot for that old capture card. Except I like this new external one better. It seems to get a better picture, and the recording features are nicer, so maybe I’ll just sell the internal card or something.

In other news I’m having ramen for lunch. It’s a weird ramen. It’s beef, but the broth is … white. Creamy, off-white. And there are little corn-yellow … discs … of … um … not-corn. They are firm but soft and taste fishy. Yellow is not a colour that ought taste fishy. But then, white is not a colour that ought to taste beefy. There are, however, little brown clods of not-beef. I mean, they taste like beef, or something approaching beef, but they are most assuredly not beef. Tofu, I think. Then there are little red-rimmed white discs that are distinctly crab-leg-sliver-like in appearance, but they don’t taste as fishy as the not-corn discs.

The ingredients list, among other things, “freeze dried corn.” Maybe it got lost in translation, but I am not familiar with a species called cornfish. Then there’s “dried fish cake.” The crab-like slivers, no doubt. And “textured vegetable protein.” Tofu, I’m sure.

Some brands of ramen cups disturb me.

Rigs - Can I have first go? He’s costing me money and making things terribly inconvenient, not to mention wasting my time with this bollocks. I’ve got special Boots of Pain[sup]tm[/sup] and everything. :smiley:

BBBobbio - I’ll have a look for the Rotel chilis. I don’t recall seeing them – and I’m around the canned tomatoes section fairly often for pasta sauce supplies. If not, making it doesn’t sound that hard at all, and my home-local supermarket (the one that’s left – my closer one, in the mall, closed down recently, probably due to competition from the huge-assed one across the street) has all the different beans an’ stuff. Should be a snap. I would once have gone for the “searing chest hair” strength, but I find lately that I love heat, but it’s gotta have flavour – a nice tang. Canned jalapeños fit that bill nicely. And maybe some green tabasco. :slight_smile:

Puggy - Velveeta? Velveeta?? This pains me, madam! Nacho cheese, Salsa con Queso or shredded cheddar are the only acceptable cheese on nachos! Okay, maybe pepperjack, brick, marble, or if you really must, Colby. But Velveeta? O, thunderously diarrhetic Mexican cuisine, lo I weep for thee!

Right! Back to work.

I’m back! And it’s been a fun day already.

Really loud thunderstorm around 3 this morning. Power out. No problem really, except that it didn’t come back on by the time we needed to get up and get ready for work. Still no real problem… until it comes to going to work and both of our cars are being held hostage in their respective garages because the only access we have is the power garage door openers. We don’t have keys to the doors. So we waited for the maintenance person to get in at 8 and had him unlock the door and then opened it manually. Sheesh. Who’d have thought that a power outage would cause that kind of problem? We always had manually opening garage doors at home, and most people have some sort of person-door access to their garage. Not too often that the only access to one’s garage is the powered door opener.

Anyway, good weekend at home. We rented a Mustang (intentionally this time as opposed to last time where we got upgraded to one from a Corolla) and had a lot of fun driving that around some of the windy, hilly roads of Upstate NY and western MA. And I was relieved to see that I am not going crazy… normal people DO go 75 on the highway. It’s just these strange Minnesotans who go 55 on a wide open 3-lane highway. ARGH! Do you find that too, McUne?

Fun party/picnic/reception thing for our wedding (9 months later :slight_smile: ). I got to see some people I haven’t seen in years. And I caught up with my old church folks. And had Dunkin Donuts. Yay for Dunkin!

Oh and we had cookies on all 4 Midwest flights. Yay for Midwest and their warm cookies!

{{{Wiley}}}

Good luck with the computer problems **rigs **and mork.

I don’t drink beer, but I still think **swampy **should handle Miller’s complaints. We flew over Miller Park in Milwaukee the other day and I thought of you, swampy.

I think I’m going to take Friday off (boss is out so I’ll have to wait until tomorrow to know for sure) so it’ll be a 3 day week for me! Woohoo!

Ramen is the least of our worries. I do hope those flat white discs ARE tofu. Justy sayin’.

Of course you can have first go. I’m too busy feeling sorry for myself and railing against the Man (in this case woman). What I hate is the false bonhomie–they give you these instructions and make it seem as if a retarded monkey could do it lefthanded and it NEVER works for me. I fully admit I have a degree of tech phobia. But invariably in the workshops I’ve been to in this school, I raise my hand to get help, techie comes over and does a few clicks and sure enough, mutters something to himself, tries again and tells me to go to another computer! I ask you–does this instill confidence in the instruction OR the software? I rest my case.

In other news, it’s getting hot again. Ugh. Will August EVER end?

taxi–they do that because there is nowhere IN Minnesota that is worthwhile to get to quickly. The opposite principle holds true in states like Kansas and Nebraska–people go very fast there, to get through the state… :wink:

What 3 lane highways in MN are 55 mph speed limits? I’m thinking to where we typically drive and the limit is a whopping <insert eye roll> 65-70 depending on the stretch of road. Of course 55 through construction zones. Most people don’t drive the speed limit. My hubby is the exception to that. We drove home from “up north” later than usual on Sunday, and most people were going roughly 80 mph, where the speed limit was 70. Drove my hubby nuts, lol.

Granted he is sweet and says that he goes the speed limit to “keep his baby safe.” (Baby meaning me, we don’t have any kids.)

Now me, I loved driving through SD last year and going 75 mph. I think that the speed limit should be raised. I’m very thankful that the highway 52 speed limit was raised from 55 mph to 65 mph. I just about went nuts driving 55 mph on that road.

I declare Naptime again.

Unless you want to do something else important, like eat ice cream or pie. Or play silly flash games.

Rotel tomatoes. Yes, with Velveeta! Yummy, yummy in my tummy!

Yes, I know but come on over to the dark side! :smiley:

Thanks, rebo. And, mork, recipe is on the Ro-Tel site.

Not much to add today, other than the fact we got SKUNKED at 5:30 a.m. PDT, and I still haven’t gotten rid of the smell.

I was smart enough not to let the dogs out when they were going ballistic, but my neighbor is still learning… Her new rescue puppy didn’t suffer a direct hit, but still pretty damned stinky after cornering the critters in the yard.

Long, long, long meeting is over. My butt hurts from sitting so long. It was like every staff meeting ever - do this, don’t do that, please stop doing this other thing, everyone should, we want blah, blah, blah. I decided I probably shouldn’t knit through the meeting, so it was terminally boring.

New Girl is slowly taking over her new duties. Slowly only because there’s not much going on. Anyway, I still don’t know what they plan on having me do tomorrow and Thursday.

Tired. Want to knit now. Lunch time is knitting time, darn it.

I went in yesterday morning for my infusion - got there a little after 9am, got up to the room, settled myself in the chair (in front of the TV where everything was tinted pink and the remote didn’t work very well) and started to do some sudoku puzzles. The nurst came over about 9:30 to start the IV, and mentioned that the orders had not yet been faxed over from my doctor’s office. I was grrr. She could find a viable vein. grrrrrr. Second nurse came in around 10:30 and couldn’t find a viable vein. grrrrrrr. Intern came up around 11:30, couldn’t find a viable vein. GRRRRRRR. now it’s 12:30 and I’m ready to say screw it and go home. Finally around 1:30 an anestheseology resident comes in and finds a good vein and we start with the solumedrol, then the Rituxan. It takes a good 6 hours so I already knew I’d be missing my PT appointment. But they started the drip off slower than normal, so that added a couple of hours to the process. Meanwhile, around 6:30, I start feeling a little tightness in my chest, no pain, no trouble breathing, just a little tightness. EVERYone (except me) goes into panic mode. They want a chest x-ray and an EKG. I resisted because I didn’t want to get undressed, and was ready to walk out (at 10pm) a.m.a. But I had the EKG and the attending said he didn’t like the way it looked. Now I was getting upset. I just wanted to go home. But my nephew the paramedic/EMT (whichever is higher) talked me into staying for the over night observation. Against my instinct, I did.
They got me into a room on PCU at 11:15 and I tried to relax. I watched some TV and tried to sleep. I couldn’t. I was right across from the nurses’ station and every thing was beeping and clunking and bright lights (because the room door wouldn’t close) and at 2 am I was crying to go home. I told the attending to bring me the ama papers. He wouldn’t, and encouraged to stay - I was already in bed - why not take a perkiset (sp?) and try to sleep. So at 3 am I finally fell asleep. Until 5am when the vampire from hematology came in. I dozed until 7, had breakfast, dozed, did puzzles, had lunch, another EKG, more bloods, saw the cardiologist, and at 3pm was toold “there’s nothing wrong - go home” GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
I am going to take a quick 2 hour nap and go out to dinner with friends as planned. Later.

Jeepers, you sure did. It sounds a bit like my pneumonia admit–lots of money and for what?
Of course, it’s better to be safe than sorry. Look at it this way–it can only get better? {anyrose}

In a different school project, I managed to get open office reinstalled (the first one didn’t take-how nice). and I had to find my apple install disk (thank god I didn’t throw any of that stuff away) in order to do so. So, I finally got to a draw page and managed to cobble together my “vision” of my “concept map” (I sooo wanted to just copy and paste the London Underground map). I saved it to my desktop.

It’s not there.
<beats head against desk>
Class soon–joy and rapture are mine today!

Afternoon, all. Well, as usual, the office screwed up and sent me half the amount of work I was expecting, while simultaneously piling twice the amount on the other person working on this rush job with me as she was expecting. Neither of us are real happy, but also neither of us are real surprised. Sigh.

LemmeOut, I wasn’t ignoring your crochet question yesterday, honestly; my memory is sieve-like enough that I forgot to reply to you. I actually started off crocheting and then switched to knitting; for some reason, I prefer the results of knitting to crocheting. But I did a lot of crochet back in the day – my favorite was using the crochet cotton and knitting really fine stuff. Nothing as ambitious as my grandmother’s WWI project, however, when my grandfather was off fighting Over There – she crocheted a bedspread out of crochet cotton! :eek: It’s really gorgeous, needless to say. I just have no idea what to do with it, so it’s currently wrapped up in a box. These days, though, I stick to knitting. I figure that gets me in enough trouble. :wink:

Apparently today is Hot Flash Day. I’ve had at least four hot flashes that have been strong enough to leave me completely sweat-soaked. I’ve become a huge fan of baby powder recently to counteract some of the effects – a bra band doesn’t irritate near as much with a liberal application of baby powder – but I’m getting mightily sick of this. And it seems like if I drink more than two cups of coffee now, I get a hot flash. It matters not if I have two cups in the morning and then have one more in the afternoon, I still get the hot flash. Have I mentioned lately how much being post-menopausal can suck sometimes? I’m about ready to go back onto hormones just to stop it. Stoopid menopause.

I got Isaac a new Kong this afternoon, a round one – we’d gotten him a vaguely-ball-shaped floating toy, and he decided he loves it so much than he stopped chasing his regular dumbbell-shaped Kongs. So today I got a round one. I was worried that it might be too big for him, but after he insisted we take it outside to try it off and he caught it on the fly without any difficulty whatsoever, it’s clear that he greatly approves. Silly doggie!

Back to my rush job. That’s seriously confidential; this is one of those jobs that makes me go :eek: at what I learn. So off to my :eek:ing!

It’s not that the speed limit is 55; it’s that people are DRIVING 55 despite the 65 mph speed limit. So there is barely any traffic, but one idiot is going 55 in the middle lane, make the guy who’s doing 60 go around him in the left lane, slowing the whole road. ARGH! It happens ALL. THE. TIME. My coworkers, who are native Minnesotans, say the same thing. So it’s not just me. But it seems to happen no matter which highway I’m on, what time of day, which direction I’m going, or anything. It’s ridiculous. It’s not a volume issue, because I see it happen most often when the roads aren’t that busy. I just don’t get it. People, you have an accelerator. Use it!!