I thought that was a state thing with the bags, not just local. I’m confused about it myself, obviously.
Must get better about getting those reusables from car to store.
Friggin’ dammit. Expecting a rather important phone call from someone who has never called me before, and they got my landline number, and keep trying to send texts to my landline. And I don’t have their phone number (if I’d listened carefully when I got the call saying I’d got the text, I could’ve written it down, so part of this situation is my fault, I guess.)
I guess I’ll just have to wait to see if they ever call, or try to text, again, and try to get the number this time.
Please, PLEASE, for the love of all that you hold dear, stop sharing bullshit on Facebook. You people believe any old shit you find on the Internet.
You have no BS alarm, and you are contributing to the dumbing down of this wretched species.
That meteorite better arrive soon.
Why do we have to wait until November to vote? Just vote and let’s get it over with. Nobody’s going to smack themselves in the forehead next September and say “What was I thinking, supporting Trump all this time? I’m gonna vote for Bernie!”
Pre sliced bagels. Why doesn’t the manufacturer cut them a the way? If ya’ ain’t going to cut them all the way, then don’t cut them at all.
I’m sick and tired of my numbers not being drawn in the Lottery. They say money can’t buy happiness. I say I’d like to test that theory for my own self.
the SO and I are starting 2016 with a motherfucker of a cold all because my cousin cooked Christmas dinner while she was sick. This was unknown to us until we got there on Christmas Day. GROSS. I’m just glad my 77-year-old mom didn’t get sick (knock wood).
It only works for Facebook on Chrome, but I haven’t seen anything referencing Trump since I installed it:
I just saw the new Star Wars movie last night.
They killed off Hans Solo!
Bastards!
My gripe is that the Republicans have decided to run such a roster of goofy nutjobs. I will be forced to listen to their nonsense for eleven more months and then I’ll be forced to vote for Hil* because that’s the best my side can do. Still much better than the clown car brigade but I’ll be voting with a heavy heart.
*Will vote for Bernie if he gets the nom.
They just deleted a Troll thread and I thought I had a good ending post for it:
waves hand
“you don’t need to know her religious identification…”
“I don’t need to know her religious identification…”
“These aren’t the actors your looking for…”
“These aren’t the actors I’m looking for. C’mon, lets head over to central casting…”
I hope you and your SO feel better soon, and that you’ll have good health for the rest of the year.
It’s Alzheimer’s disease, ok. The 's denotes possession because it was named after the doctor who described it as was the custom at the time. AlllzzzHIGHmers, not all timers, not old timers, Alzheimer’s, fuck. Carry on.
My husband’s paternal grandmother died last Tuesday. The funeral is tomorrow.
His maternal grandfather died Saturday night. The funeral is Friday.
2016 can fuck a rusty bucket, already.
Things to bring when you are fleeing floods and tornadoes:
Pets and pet supplies
Meds and scripts
Clothes
Cash, ID and bank cards
Tech toys and chargers
If you have children, you should probably bring them as well.
Things to not bring:
TEN FUCKING GALLON JUGS OF HALF BREWED BEER!!!
My dad had Alzheimer’s for years. My mom used to tell people that he had Ockenschlager’s Disease. When they said “Alzheimer’s?” she’d say “Oh, right… I always forget the name.”
Your BB has some odd priorities, all right. What did he expect to do with the children? :smack:
Dear Mom:
I know that my things in your space bother you, but could you kindly ask me “where does this go” or just tell me to put it away? We’re going on 47-minus-when-I-learned-to-crawl years of me wanting to have certain things within easy reach and you hiding them.
The pajamas drawer is very much not a place where I would have stored my sunglasses :smack:
On purpose? If so, that’s awesome. 
I got fed the holy hell up at work last week with several related problems and set fire to them up the totem pole, into Big Kahuna territory. I also asked my Worthless Manager for a minor judgement call and, when she predictably blew me off yet again, tossed THAT one upwards as well, since the lack of any oversight is a big part of why this shit keeps continuing and it was a nice example of how my boss contributes to the yawning, gaping negative space where accountability should go.
I’ll be walking into the fallout, cleanup, rehashing, or whatever, tomorrow. I was asked for at least one sit-down with a head in the IT dept for a one-to-one chat, and may get pulled into more.
I think I’m supposed to be worried I’ll get fired? 
Maybe they’ll smarten up, and promote you. At the worst they should probably send you to a class in “Communication” like the one I had to take once for being un-diplomatic. People who actually care about their jobs enough to want to fix things should never be fired for that.
I just want to have a whinge about having a bloody viral infection. In the middle of bloody summer! I had the 'flu in winter; I’ve served my time. Gimme my lungs back. Grrrr.