Ugh.
I agree, Pie.
I am ready to KILL the idiots at the office. This stupid job is going to kill me. I’m already so tired I can’t see straight, and they’re going berserk because the attorney wants her transcripts TODAY!! I want them NOW! Waaah! Well, guess what? I’m human, unlike her, apparently, and she’s gonna get them when she gets them. She just got the first day’s worth; she’ll get the rest of that witness (another 75-80 pages) if I can stay upright long enough this evening to get it done. And then she’ll get the rest Monday.
Plus the first day? The IDIOTS at the office estimated it would be 200 pages. Now, you’d think a court reporting firm would be able to accurately estimate a transcript, wouldn’t you? It’s easy – for every hour’s worth of hearing, you estimate roughly 50 pages. The first day was EIGHT HOURS. I’m lucky there were some long pauses so it only came out to 340 pages. But when the estimate is that far off? Someone’s head’s gonna roll, and it ain’t gonna be mine!
So I am seething so hard I can hardly work. plus I’m so PO’d and tired I just want to throw things. Heavy things. So I guess I’d better get back to work and get it done so I can go to bed at a decent hours tonight.
Have I mentioned that I’m really, really pissed off at the world?
ETA: The only good thing today is that the temperature went up to 35, so thus far the freezing rain has been melting, not freezing. Fingers crossed it stays warm tonight, too!
::groggy::
Odd stuff fascinates me, I’m just here to report that “Thunderboner” has zero hits on the SDMB search engine. And only has a grand total of 102 Google matches. I believe a term has been coined.
When I wake up more properly I will submit it to Merriam-Webster.
Or at least Urban Dictionary.
I’m going to return the unused portion of All About Eve. I got about forty minutes into it and came to the conclusion that I just didn’t care. Although now I see why my dad hates Bette Davis. Her face makes me want to punch babies.
:eek: While Bette was never in my top five, she resides comfortably in my fifteen. And here I was getting all excited that TCM is going to be showing it in two weeks. I’m extra lucky I don’t have a baby face.
I just finished a dinner of Quizno’s Sammies. The Alpine Chicken, and new Vinegarette Chicken are way too tasty. I hate that they’re called sammies, I just have to block that out.
Thunderboner reminds me of a joke a friend of mine and I used to have, the punch line was phallus of malice. I’ve always loved that.
Near me!
The set of meetings that I thought was all set has come undone. Naturally, it’s the largest one, so now I get to try to find another date that will work and make everybody all cranky because they thought those meetings were settled. Bah. I’ll save it until Monday.
However, I did go shopping at the yarn market last night and bought some lovely stuff, so I’m counting down the 9 remaining minutes until I can go home and be with my yarn. I have new yarn, I have new trashy books that I haven’t read yet, and it’s going to rain all weekend. I think I’m going to make a batch of real cocoa and some soup. Sounds like the perfect weekend.
Shadow, that really does sound like the perfect weekend.
Whew - finally got thru the thread and stuff. Today was a bad day at work - I did something really stoopit and I’m just hoping I don’t get burned. Then I got wrapped up in my new project and wound up working a bit over (not that big a deal) and after I got home, we’ve pretty much been running. But I’m home now and relaxing.
It was rainy, but not icy this morning - the bay really moderates our temperatures here, which is nice. Turns out the job fair was canceled, but my daughter didn’t get the word and she showed up anyway. Since she’d come all the way from Orlando, they arranged and interview right then and there. She’s pretty optimistic. So yay!
Tomorrow, we’re going to have a fambly pic done. Dunno what else is on tap. I’m just glad today is over.
Hugs all around. I’m gonna go read the funnies now.
It started snowing before I went to work this morning and hasn’t stopped yet. There are about six inches on the ground and more falling from the sky. URG. I’m so ready for winter to be over…I see signs of spring all around, but spring itself isn’t to be found.
I guess I’m going to go play Wii. (The boxing is great exercise.) Then maybe a hot bubble bath, a book and some alcoholic hot chocolate.
Have a good night all.
I don’t know why, but that last phrase struck me as hysterically funny (perhaps it’s the fact that" I’m on my second Mike’s of the evening…)
I’ve been freed! My landscaper, who I’d originally hired to free me from a blizzard several years ago, has come and gone and left nothing but asphalt and concrete (and my car) behind. Just in time for a weekend with no plans.
We should all meet in NYC at some point for a mini Dope fest
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and we should invite What Exit? to join us

There is a message on our answering machine. Guess who it is from? “I waaaaaaaaant to go hooooomeeeee.”
Forget the cancer. I am going to kill her.
This made me burst out laughing. I’ll hold her down for ya!
I did nothing today. I mean nothing. I read a book from cover to cover, under an afghan in bed. And then I took a nap. It felt great. Afterwards, I went to the grocery store, just so I wouldn’t have to go on the busy weekend. Guess what? The grocery is crowded on Friday evenings as well! Unbelievable. I hate people.
There was this woman there (note I don’t say lady), talking on her cell phone all about how does her caller remember the time she had her dig in her ear with a q-tip and then when that didn’t work(?) she went and “got charged $85 for that man to stick a turkey baster in my ear!”
Words truly fail me most grocery store trips.
Yay!! I finished booking all the hotels for our Arizona trip. One night after we land in Phoenix, two nights in Kingman, then we drive back to mom’s in Tucson for 7 days there.
I’m so tired, I am ordered pizza, I don’t have the will to cook. I mihgt have the weekend off. If so, the Canes Booster club is hosting the Capital’s Booster cub tomorrow. We’re doing a pig.
:waves at two pages of MMP :

Octalcode, from where are you starting?
[snip]
From the Northwest Hills of Ct.
Gotta drive to Bridgeport or Fairfield to catch the train in.
It was too slippery out there to go. I’ll go in on Tuesday.
Sorry, I almost missed the post.
Thanks for lookin’ out for me, Ivory.

[snip]
From the Northwest Hills of Ct.
Gotta drive to Bridgeport or Fairfield to catch the train in.
It was too slippery out there to go. I’ll go in on Tuesday.Sorry, I almost missed the post.
Thanks for lookin’ out for me, Ivory.
I’ll wave next month on my way to Boston via I84
Morning all. Crappy sleep-in this morning. HRH is out of sorts, probably because I messed up her routine yesterday. She is now asleep for her morning nap, and hubby is also in a grump about something or other. Sigh … What we all need is a holiday, but we don’t have the time or the money for that, plus we are saving for our big Australian adventure at the end of the year. I will have another look at the finances and see if maybe we can stretch to a long weekend in Dubai in April. Hubby would no doubt prefer to go to Cairo, but I don’t think we can afford it! Maybe Lebanon?

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and we should invite What Exit? to join us
Neener neener neener.
Oh, and by the way kids, my spirits are up. I had my thread closed sure, but that was low on my priority list of things I need to succeed. Still my quest to somehow destroy the MMP continue, but in the meantime I have developed a new distraction, so you will be safe for maybe the next week.
My plans? Oh they are most diabolical indeed. How does one induce a trainwreck (not literally) without suffering the slightest scorn? That is the question.
I could punch someone right about now.