I’ve got five weddings between now and November (only one of which is for someone I’m not related to). After that, I will still have eight unmarried first cousins, but most of my friends should be done for the time being. Of the (hang on, counting …) at least twenty weddings I’ve attended in the last ten years, only one couple has already divorced.
The good news is that if it’s a family wedding, my parents just buy something expensive and put my name on it, too. 
Happy Thorsday!
It’s 73 degrees and cloudy outside.
I have to go out sometime today, just a quick run to the corner store. I should go to the bank as well and get some cash being that this is a holiday weekend.
No big plans for the weekend, some pet sitting and of course irk, irk, IRK. We usually get bonuses if we work on holiday weekends but they never tell us until the last minute.
I lead a very boring life existence. I used to have a life, I think I’m going to go look for it.
Swampy I hope the little sob gets whacked soon.
**FCM ** cute video!
**Sticky ** I hope all is well with the Bubster
I can’t believe Sah-dog is still sleeping. I’ve gotten up twice and managed to sneak out without waking him. Normally he’s the one waking me up to go out.
I woke up too early and couldn’t back to sleep until right before the alarm went off. Now I want a nap but it’ll have to wait.
I dropped him off and they’ll let me know what’s happening later on today. He has a heart murmur so that complicates things a bit.
Awwwwwwww poor little Bubbaschnoodle!
I gots me a fancy new deluxe scanner at irk! Ok it’s not the fanciest I’m sure but it’s bazillions of times better than the “portable scans one page at a time” scanner I’ve been using. Then one says it can take up to forty pages at a time but I ain’t puttin’ that many in at a time. I just scanned a ninety page document in increments of thirty pages in less than five minutes so that was jake.
It takes so little to fascinate me.
ETA: sari which sob would that be? I’ve got quite the list. 
First load of laundry is washing. Water-maker is making water. We went to Waldorf and **FCD **got some new sneaks - on SALE!!! Then we stopped and got strawberries - they smell very yum! **FCD **has taken the trash and recycling. I’ve got cream cheese softening on the counter. Guest bed is stripped. I’m having lunch.
Much to be done before tomorrow…
I just et a burger and a hot dawg, with some baked beans (co-irkers beware!), N.O.T. chips and a brownie. YUM! Now I sit here for a bit to mess around whilst sippin’ on some iced tea. It’s all good!
I need to take a nappy nap. I feel like I am forgetting something important…I hate that feeling
Then that’s why you need the nap. 
Did I killded the MMP?:eek:
Less than a hour isn’t killded. I believe a thread must be idle at least 4 hours before it’s put on life support.
I also believe your mention of beans with lunch may have cleared the room. 
Now that you mention it, I have been the only person back here in my little corner of the orifice since N.O.L.time. Baked beans. Orifice. <snerk>
Actually I just had a high level discussion concernin’ irkplace stuff with two of my sorta cohorts. It was about what we should cook up for July 4th. Ribs and chikin seem to be the concensus. It’s good to get these sort of executive decisions out of the way.
The mouse is on my hit list today.
OAOASO and my mother’s bf aren’t too far behind him.
My mother is on my WTF? list.
Some days, or rather most days, I feel like the lunatics are running the asylum and the best I can do is hold on for the ride.
OAOASO called me this am in a panic.
He’s only known for how long that he owes the IRS back taxes?
He’s only known for how long he needed to call them?
Now they are going to garnish his paycheck.
Sucks to be him right now.
Sari sounds like you need a box of Sri Lankan spiders to give away as “favors.”
I have a very hard time working up sympathy for people who wouldn’t be fucked if they’d taken appropriate action when it was called for. I’d maybe find it less annoying if they didn’t complain about it when it was too damn late.
This is why sari needs to give him a Sri Lankan spider.
I don’t think our house has ever been this clean. :eek: Laundry still laundrying, and I’ve got to clean 6 quarts of strawberries and make tomorrow’s dessert. Busy busy…
I think that somehow violated the two-click rule, because that was horrifying.
Off tomorrow n monday, y’all be havin’ yourselves a good, long, relaxin’ weekend, ya hear?
““It can be quite attractive, unless spiders freak you out,” Peter Kirk, editor of the British Tarantula Society journal, told the New York Daily News.”
Can you imagine being at a nice party, a cute young woman walks over to you, smiles, sips from her glass of wine and asks, “I’m Amy, and I work at Victoria’s Secret. Who are you?”
“Hi, I’m Carnivorousplant, I’m the editor of the British Tarantula Society Journal.”
And she quickly backs away.
Swampy Maybe we should start a mail order/delivery business.
Instead of flowers or fruit. we deliver spiders. :eek:
Think it will work?
**Drae ** His life philosophy is live for today because none of us are promised tomorrow.
It’s a fine attitude of you have the resources to cover the things you do, not so fine when you are spending all your time putting out fires and playing catchup.
I understand where he is coming from, he had a really rough time a few years back.
In May of that year he had 6 friends killed in an accident, on Father’s Day his father slumped over dead beside him in his truck, a few months later he had to make the decision to pull the plug on his favorite uncle, and on and on. By the time it was over he had lost 15 people in 18 months. Then there was about a 6 month break and 3 or 4 more died in the next few months.
I hate that he is this way because I know in the long run it hurts him more than it helps, and I hate how materialistic he has become. He has to have the latest phones, the latest computer, the latest laptops, flat screen TV, etc.
He’s so afraid he is going to miss something, or lose out on something and sometimes I feel like I am watching him run on a treadmill to nowhere.
I am also so angry at him that he puts himself into this place and he knows better.
Then I get mad at myself because I feel guilty if I don’t help him and I feel guilty if I do, even though I know it’s not my fault or my responsibility.
I told him to call the IRS and see if they will make payment arrangements. I’m sure they will.
I know exactly how you feel too. I know too many people who put stuff off and stick their head in the sand hoping it will go away.
Then they complain about how unfair it is when the hammer drops.