Well, gee, don’t I feel special… 
Probably a UL, but I’m too lazy to check Snopes.
Too funny to pass up…
So, we’re waiting on yet another propective buyer for our boat. His wife gets home from around 5:30 (now), and then he’ll call us back and let us know if they’re going to come take a look at it. I hope they do and I hope they buy it.
Bobbio, aren’t your cheeks getting sore from all the pinching you’re receiving?
I heard something funny on the radio on my way home. I only caught the last part of it, but apparently some guy wanted to open an ATV store. Some woman fought him and fought him and finally the city or county he lived in sided with her. The guy owned the building was not about to let it sit empty. So, he’s decided to open an adult sex toys store and is naming it after her. How he can open this type of business, but not the ATV store is beyond me.
Ah…today was my Friday. I’m looking forward to a three day weekend. I hope I can spend at least part of it relaxing.
I hereby decree that tomorrow Firday June 20, 2008 shall be Taters gets to relax day. I have spoken. Thus it shall be. Howzat? 
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There’s sump’n almost decadent about sittin’ up in bed postin’ and surfin’ teh internets. Wireless is a miracle!
Here,Rigs, I think you could use this since I’m done with it!
Well, kiddies, we had a VERY productive meeting with a marketing/sales/legal/business startup group today and they are very excited about us–to the tune of “money is not an issue” excited… :eek: I think my partner appreciated my input on the meeting because he kicked down a sweet grand bonus kinda thingy just 'cuz… w00t! I’m feeling quite sassy right now…
So here, have a bunch of virtual confetti:
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Runs around laughing maniacally
Yay for Smarty Pants! And…eeeeeeeek…your link was scary.
Made my calls. I’m tired. Watching German news videopodcasts. I imagine I’ll be falling asleep soon.
I fully support swampy’s declaration of a relaxation day for Taters.
Funny story, Bobbio.
Hey, swampy, did I mention that I get to be Whiskypalian for a day on Sunday? My niece is acolyting for a deacon’s first service at their church (it sounded like maybe she was just ordained) and I’ve been invited to attend and stay for lunch. Wonder if there will be cocktails…? I thought it was nice of my brother’s Ex to invite me. Not sure if she’s remembering that I’m a godmother or if we’re making up for the fact that I’ve been to at least one of each of the nephew’s sports events but haven’t had the opportunity to see the niece in action. She used to hate feeling like she was in the spotlight, but lately has decided that acting would be fun, so perhaps that’s changed. (I’m thinking she has a bit of mileycyrusitis.)
Off to sleepy bye, I think…
It’s almost FIRDAY!!!
GT
Home from dinner at Friendly’s and then Indiana Jones. We had fun. I’m tired. No work tomorrow for me. That’s all.
My workweek is over! Woo hoo! You remember the bad thing that wasn’t anyone’s fault? It got badder and worser. Now general counsel is involved. I really didn’t need all that this afternoon, since I was trying to wrap everything up for the week. I guess I should be grateful it didn’t blow up while I was out.
I still have some errands to do before I leave tomorrow. I’m worried about how hot it’s going to be over the weekend, since I’m leaving the kitties all by their lonesome. At least it will be cooler here than it will in Sacramento.
Hugs and kisses for each and every one of you, because I’m slutty like that.
I’ll be out all day hanging out with two of my closest friends from college. We have a lot to catch up on!
Evening all.
It turns out I shall be quite scarce next week as well. Some smartass thought the best way to start off my new job would be to shove me into a whole week of all day meetings. Joy. Nothing like spending all day reviewing the result of employee forums and requirements gathering to get me started on the right note, I suppose.
On the bright side, at least they were nice enough to move the start time for the Tuesday meeting to 9am to accommodate for the fact that most of us will be very badly hung over from Monday night’s project wrap party.
LiLi, according to Via’s website:
Given that you’re not travelling on a long weekend, though, I’d imagine there should be a few free seats floating around that you could borrow for Gnat plus carrier. Three hours might be a tetch long for him to be passed from lap to lap without fussing too much.
Soapy, that whole Mac dying business is much suckage. Then again, if this is the worst that happens with this whole Bar Mitzvah shindig, that’s not half bad.
I am HOME. Finally. You know what I hate? I hate families who know since 4 pm to come pick up their father at 8pm and then call and say they’ll be 10 minutes late and end up being 40 minutes late.
I got switched to early shift tomorrow, so now I am home and have to get up in 7 hours to go back to work. Stoopit people.
Hope all’s well with everyone–too bad about the Mac… gah. :eek:
Well, we got the place cards printed off using a different computer, which we had to configure to work with the printer. Ugh.
The computer will visit the doctor next week. Fortunately our speeches etc were on another computer.
What a night!
Home. Day was Meh.
{{{{{{}}}}}} for everyone who had a worse day than me.
I CAUGHT A MOUSE! THE MOUSE THAT’S BEEN HAUNTING MY PANTRY FOR TWO YEARS! I CAUGHT IT!
I came home from work after a seriously crappy day and I heard Petercat maowing somewhere. I went looking for him and found him under the table. The mouse was right in front of him, scared witless. I backed into the kitchen, grabbed an old cookie tin (the kind that Royal Dansk cookies come in) and slammed it down over the mouse. Both Roommates were outside bitching about their days, so I banged on the back door and announced the Great Accomplishment. We got a lid over the mouse and drove out to Complicated Roommate’s old bosses’ house and threw it in their front yard. They’re millionaires, they can deal with it. 
Peter got many treats and cat cream (half-and-half) as a reward for catching his Very First Mouse.
That and this seriously made my day.
…board snafu…
nothing to see here…
Where’s this famous night shift?
I’m up, it’s late- where is everybody?
I’ll probably go to bed soon-
So, hi and bye!
I got bad news.
There’s no such thing as “just one mouse”.
Let me also say that even though I like you all, and participate in the holiday celebrations I tend to distance myself from all this bizarre huge font and multi-colored lettering.
That being said…
Happy Birfday Dearest Pie!
(I’m whipping you up some loldogs as we speak)