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We’re cleaning out a room full of old products we can’t sell. I am now the proud owner of four display sets containing over one hundred lighters.
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Well, if’n you really need to get rid of the stuff, I can send you my work address.
No, wait. I’m supposed to try to stop smoking, not make it easier for me to keep going.
And Happy Birthday, Rebo. Sorry I missed that on the first read through.
Happy Birfday, Rebo!
You Sweet Young Thang!*
*It’s Magenta because I CAN wear this color.
If [del]old far[/del] swampy is an older vintage, that must make me… :eek: Nevermind.
mindy, what a bunch of maroons! 
{{{{{{scarey}}}}}} Here, come sit down and tell us all about it.
sean, set a date, try the patch, save a lung.
And to think I was just wrapping my head around turning 44–and now I’m 45, 9 months early! 
Happy Birthday, Rebo
Now I have to go shelve books, and then buy my daughter a Bday present (hers was yesterday, but she was at Regionals for field hockey and they lost…poor kid.)
Happy Burfday Rebo!!!
And now…back to work!
yay! :rolleyes:
[QUOTE=Tupug Anachi]
Here, come sit down and tell us all about it.
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It’s not really that exciting but it kind of got my day off to a bad start. I live on a small street, at certain times of the day it’s very busy as it’s a rat-run between two main roads. The neighbours either side of us have large Transit vans which are parked on the road so it’s very hard to see past them and know where there’s any traffic about unless it’s rush-hour time and there’s a queue of cars going both ways.
So I decided I wanted to go to the gym tonight after work but when I get home the traffic will be relatively busy. I had this brilliant idea that I’d move my car onto the road this morning (7am) because there’s virtually no traffic at that time. I park on the paved front of our house, and we have gates which open out across the pavement - another complication because I have to shut the gates once I’ve moved the car so they’re not obstructing the path.
It was dark. I went and opened the gates, started the car, checked for traffic, waited for the obligatory three cars and a van to go past…then reversed off the front and into the road. I have to reverse straight across the road and then straighten up before parking the car at the kerbside. So I’m reversing out, watching for traffic and keeping an eye on the gates to make sure I don’t catch them with the wing mirror and it’s a bit of a tight manoeuvre.
After getting out and across the road, I straightened the wheels and was about to park up outside the house but then saw a car coming up the street so I had to wait for that to pass me. Then I hear someone say “Well done” and bang the back of the car. Normally I’d be dead chuffed to be complimented on the smoothness and perfection of my reverse manoeuvre, but it was a cyclist.
He decided to mouth off at me because he said I’d nearly hit him. He was totally unconcerned about the fact that it was still dark, he was dressed in dark clothing, he had no lights on his pushbike, and no reflective clothing. How did he expect me to see him?
I decided to let him cycle off without replying to him because I knew I couldn’t be polite. And by that time the space I’d intended to park in outside my house had been taken up by someone just sitting there waiting to collect a neighbour…so I had to wait (on double yellow lines, big no-no) until they’d gone before I could park, shut the gates and get into the house.
Then I got to the station and found my train was cancelled so I was late for work. Then I switched my phone on and got a voicemail from last Saturday…it was my SO (who lost a crowd of us in London in the middle of the night on our way home and took seven hours to get back to our friend’s house) telling me how he was f*cked and it was all my fault. I know we’d sorted that one out and it was just unfortunate that he’d got himself lost…but it still didn’t help my general feelings of wanting a good grizzle.
I think I might go to the shop and get some chocolate now.
no SOX today
(and boy, are my feet cold ;))
big 1/3 gallon mug o’caffeine by my side
it should be an okya day except for the database I need to use is frozen.
Faerie you deserve, nay, need that chocolate. Help yourself to as much as you want, though you probably should pay for it, cause it’s in a shop and all and that means they have it to sell rather than just give away. I’m not encouraging shoplifting. That would be wrong.
Mind ain’t it fun when the building or whatever next door does something so interesting? I watched an addition to the urology clinic get built from my office. I often admired [del]the burly hunkiness[/del] the skills of the construction workers.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY REBO!!!
Hugs to all that need them.
I have too much to do! Way too much to do! The boss finally responded to some of the stuff that I’ve been sending him for the last two months. Good grief! I can barely remember doing some of these things. The only reason I have the barest glimmer of memory is because I keep them flagged in my e-mail in a folder labeled, “Boss’ name”.
Have a good day, y’all.
[QUOTE=ScareyFaerie]
It’s not really that exciting <snip> I think I might go to the shop and get some chocolate now.
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By all means, get some chocolate. It has endorphins that will make you feel much better. BTW, IMHO, both cyclist and SO were being dicks. I’m just sayin…
[QUOTE=swampbear]
Mind ain’t it fun when the building or whatever next door does something so interesting? I watched an addition to the urology clinic get built from my office. I often admired [del]the burly hunkiness[/del] the skills of the construction workers.
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I doubt you’d find anything interesting in this pair. They seem to be bumbling about as though they were just now working their way through the second chapter of So You Want To Be A Construction Worker. They must have spent four trips up and down the power lifter just installing the camera because evidently it hadn’t yet occurred to them that the lift can lift a human and a toolbox. Actually, I don’t think it has yet occurred to them that they can buy a container designed especially for their tools. As I stepped out for my morning break though I noticed they were installing a second security camera, right over the vandal-prone area. Brilliant idea, you’d think, except it’s mounted perpendicular to and facing the driveway that runs alongside it, rather than mounted near the light that illuminates that area and parallel with the driveway, which means it’s got a massive blind spot covering a good 6-8 feet immediately below it, right where the windows are, and neither camera can see the corner of the building leading round to the front, which means any vandal can still slip round undetected and bash the crap out of the windows again. So, maybe they can catch the car that drives in to let the vandal(s) out? A sensible question, except that they have a huge metal gate they close at night to prevent that very thing from happening. Bottle rocket scientists, the lot of them.
They’re still working on it though, so maybe given a few days, another chapter and an epiphany, they’ll get the kinks worked out.
[QUOTE=Tupug Anachi]
BTW, IMHO, both cyclist and SO were being dicks. I’m just sayin…
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I’m inclined to agree, having had all day to reflect on it. In fact, if the SO continues like that, there will very soon be a vacancy in the Faerie-SO department.
Happy Birthday, Rebo!
Black Magic will be coming to live with us on Monday. I have hockey tomorrow night and a Halloween party Saturday, and the lady who has him has to work Sunday, so Monday is the day. I don’t want to get him today and leave him alone a lot. I will of course post pictures.
Is there a way to have sinuses removed? I am tired of mine and wish to get rid of them. My poor nose is so sore!
Scarey, it’s a shame you didn’t hit him - that would have taught him to be visible. People like that scare me and there are all too many of them around here. And how is it your fault your SO got lost? Have some chocolate. Have some for me, too.
I need to go to the store and get a few more goodies for Connor’s road bag. Crikey - I need to get a bag!
[QUOTE=Tupug Anachi]
BTW, IMHO, both cyclist and SO were being dicks. I’m just sayin…
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I’m inclined to agree, having had all day to reflect on it. In fact, I’m feeling that there will very soon be a vacancy in the Faerie-SO department.
You should be recording them. Think of the comedy film potential.
Happy Birthday Dolores Reborn!
It’s in dark red 'cause I like dark red.
Faerie, have some chocolate and a hug. Be careful of Sean- he gets a little enthusiastic.
Quasi-Daughter was over for dinner, and now my fridge is very very organized. She desperately wants to clean my desk and the whole computer area, but Mr. Lissar says no. When he says no, she pouts.
We spent an hour thrashing out her relationship problems. They’re kind of complicated. We kept telling her, "What this all boils down to is knowing who he is and what he’s like (she’s very controlling and he is accomodating on some points and stubborn on others), can you marry him? Can you be at peace about him having no opinion in some things, and so you get to make those decisions, and also respect his views on things he does feel strongly about, without trying to bully him?
It took roughly four months of this (her coming over and hashing out everything) until she was ready to date him. He hasn’t actually proposed yet. She figures he won’t for at least a year, so she want to get everything settled in her mind.
Happy Birthday, Rebo!
I brought pictures this morning. This has been entertaining our office for the past couple of months. They just put the tower up on Monday.
Here are the cats, Skunk and Keisha.
This is the tower of [del]junk[/del] stuff I have to go through and find a place for or toss. The good news is that this is everything.
This is the scarf my secret pal in the scarf exchange sent to me. Close up of the lace. It’s lovely, but it’s mohair, which makes me break out in itchy welts, so I guess it’s just to look at.
Fey, when I was in Costa Rica I used to never, ever pass anybody at night unless the area was well-lit (which pretty much means never). It wasn’t because I was afraid of incoming traffic… what I was afraid of was all those pedestrians and cyclists, with dark hair and dark clothing and no lights on the bycicles and nothing reflective and homIsupposedtoseethem, it’s not like I’m psychic and can someone please explain to me why these people wear white at day but black at night aaaaaaaaaaah!!! (<— those three are a sign of insanity, as I’m sure most people in this board know)
LiLi, QD puts me in mind of my SiL, who also needs to have everything squared out in her mind. When she makes her “I’m thinking” face, I picture these walls sliding about, trying to make room for the New Idea that’s just been carelessly thrown her way. She’s perfectly nice and all, but things ought to be Organized and that’s it. My bro also sounds like her SO in that when he doesn’t care about something he doesn’t and when he does he can play Unmovable Wall quite nicely. He’s also very whimsical and imaginative and hates rules; we say that if he could eliminate the Law of Gravity, he would. So she’s the anchor and he’s the helium balloon, and the two together manage to stay at a normal altitude. Works out well. Time to leave work, yay! See you around.
(I know there’s no way I’m getting my white olifante before the one I sent gets received, but I’m still looking in my mailbox every day, for the slip to pick it up… it’s like Christmas, only I don’t have to keep anything!)
Li-Li - I thought QD’s betrothal was imminent - is DH waiting now?
Happy Birthday Rebo!!
I think at one point I had something that I wanted to say, but now I have no idea what that was. ::sigh::
[QUOTE=Nava]
When she makes her “I’m thinking” face, I picture these walls sliding about, trying to make room for the New Idea that’s just been carelessly thrown her way. She’s perfectly nice and all, but things ought to be Organized and that’s it.
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That is exactly her. She makes those faces all the time. It’s adorable.She is a Career Woman, who knows what type of work she wants to do. Driving Husband is more of an “I’ve got a job” guy- he’s content to make enough money, and live his real life outside of work.
I personally think his lack of specific, driving (heh) ambition makes things easier for them- if they have to move around because of her work, he isn’t simultaneously being pulled away by his career. He is qualified for all sorts of jobs. He’s (almost) got his degree, he’s got construction and computer experience, and he’s willing to drive two hours to fix his girlfriend’s computer glitch, spend weeks helping her friends move, and genuinely likes to cook and loves kids. He’s a gem.
Single ladies, Attacks Husband is even more delightful!
Ahem.
Her problem is that while she’s got her future laid out neatly, he doesn’t, and that scares her. She doesn’t know that he’s going to propose in the next few weeks. What he wants to do is to get married, work at a reasonable job, continue to take classes in Russian Martial Arts, and maybe teach, and have kids. That’s not specific enough for her.
She makes me crazy, sometimes.
