I hate jury duty, but of course go if I’m called. I’ve never been so much as interviewed. The closest I ever got was into a court room to START voir dire and since it was after 2pm, the judge sent us all home. That’s not even banker’s hours…nice work!
That lake effect snow caused mayhem and accidents all day in IN! :eek:
Yeah, it’s good I’m losing weight, but that’s only because I still just can’t eat. I force myself to try and eat something, but I can’t eat much.
Plus, I have been going to the Y these last couple weeks. That’s probably helping too.
Hubby had to go to the dentist yesterday. He had a THREE HOUR root canal, and tooth build-up. He needs a crown now too. Sigh, my part of yesterday’s dental bill was over 600 dollars. The crown is going to be over 300 dollars. Damn, that’s just money I really can’t afford to spend right now, but it had to be done. He was in a world of pain and NOTHING was touching it.
Smokey is now hiding from me. She was on my shoulder, as per usual, and decided she wanted to investigate the printer and whatever was on top of it. But she knows (or I’d hope she knows after all this time) she’s not allowed there, so I turned my body so she’d land on the floor. But she turned as well, just missed the desk, landed in the paper trash bin, looked at me with a look can only be descibed as incredulous, and scampered off to the living room. This all took place in less than two seconds. I’m still giggling.
The words “paradigm shift” just caused me to gag uncontrollably. Once the cross-functional project team I belong to disbands in June, I’ll probably need to enter a corporate buzzword detox program. Then again, all the cool kids are going into rehab these days, so I suppose it’ll just up my street cred in cubicle-land. Right?
This eclipse is very very very cool. I wish it wasn’t a worknight, so that I could stay up and watch it all.
Morgan says thank you for the compliments, by the way.
can’t see a damned thing. one cloud. one big cloud sitting over Lawn Guylandt, blocking the view. grmbl grmbl
eta hey! if she doesn’t know where not to go, she doesn’t know why I’m laughing. For all she knows, I could be laughing at something on the interwebs (since that’s usually when I laugh when I’m alone)
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where’s swampy been? He must be gettin’ a lot of appreciation
I am “working” from home again today. I have actually accomplished some worky-type stuff - read a few emails, sent a couple of emails and sent a few email “read receipts”. I need to walk away from the computer though and sit down with my thinking cap on to write TB’s presentation. Actually, it is her part of the presentation, that she will be giving jointly with a guy who actually knows what he is talking about. The funny thing is, she doesn’t realise (due to her inattention and lack of interest in the whole thing) that she’s been stuck with talking about the one thing she hates most! :snerk: Take that, you silly cow!
Sigh, that is the extent of my joy for the day! Cheap cracks at a woman who is too mediocre to even realise it! Mind you, the fact that, in all likelihood, she used her dubious feminine charms to expedite her career advances may indicate that she is acutely aware of her own intellectual limitations. Maybe I am over-analysing it! Meh. Care factor rapidly approaching zero.
So, Tagfree, no bear huh? Maybe it was swampy come to raid the kitchen for snacks and run away really really fast! As for the sound of child’s body hitting something, then the ensuing wail, I am becoming more familiar with it! HRH is almost 11 months old and is testing her (and my) limits on an almost daily basis. She has a knack for trying to stand up underneath chairs and tables, so much so that I swear her head should look like a golf-ball! And the crying that follows nearly breaks my heart, particularly as she is now at that clingy-cuddly stage. If it ever happens at MIL’s house though, the first thing MIL asks is, “What did you do to her?” Like I delight in causing physical injury and emotional distress to my own flesh and blood! :rolleyes: