How did you know?!! It was the center of my world. Now I can get a good night’s rest finally. Thanks. Whew! 
I was actually looking for some story that was a little more romantic and/or dramatic, but not everyone can be Haze, I guess. 
Yeah, me too, swampy, there isn’t a day goes by I don’t find some reason to be glad that nosy bastard took a wrong turn and got involved in my life. As I said, that’s not a story I tell often because really, what’s somebody supposed to say afterwards? 
I have to agree, though, that would make a stellar embroidered pillow of the fussy-old-[del]queen[/del] lady variety!
Thanks, doggio, she seems to be doing pretty well (crosses fingers, knocks on wood.) We dropped her off at 0900 and picked her up at 1600, she was still so doped up they had to bring her out slung between two very husky young women in a blanket to load her into my van, then I just drove right on up on my front lawn to get her as close to the front door as possible and Himself and I took her in the door the same way. She’s been on the floor by a fan ever since, nodding off quite a bit but she ate a full helping of dinner and looked around for more (even eating out of the bowl, Himself didn’t have to feed it all to her–first time she’s fed herself since Thursday!) and then ate another half ration. She’s also lapped up several bowls of water (the sedation made her very cotton mouthed and she was panting quite a bit) and actually managed to go outside for a pee! All this without crying when she gets up, mirabile dictu. Here’s a pic of her when she first got back, we had to pet her and talk to her for a while because she was disoriented, kept trying to get up and was getting confused when her legs wouldn’t work. When she’s inside it’s amazing how much real estate she takes up!
I got one side of our tourney trailer sanded down with my new Black & Decker Mouse sander (which is the SHIT!) then spackled, sanded and primered, yay me! Only three more complicated sides with multiple doors to go, w00t!
I have a new video card on the way from N.O.Tiger Direct too, can’t wait 'til it gets here… it’s gonna make the media box scream, but in a really good way!
Me, too. HWS is the pits. I keep checking the Snakes website for new signings.
It doesn’t help any to walk into the Civic Center and see all those seats surrounding a dirt pit. We are having our ice system replaced this summer.
Hi, Ya’ll! I am back and in much better spirits than the last time I posted. I joined a gym and now have a trainer who cracks the whip and makes me exercise. I have lost 3 pants sizes in 10 weeks.
I start 3rd shift Friday morning so I have to stay up all night tonight to start the switch over. Fun. I am bored.
I’ve missed ya’ll.
Haze, what they said.
Think of it as “BTDT, GTTS, not going back!”
When I moved back home from Miami, it was out of my own volition - I had the choice to stay in the US legally while working illegaly or of going back. As I told the nice lady from HR who hadn’t known the legal department blackmailed the foreign workers (over 50% of the company), “my father’s dying and I want to be able to go to the funeral.”
It still meant being back in a town where none of my old friends lived any more. Blanca is in the Canary Islands, Anabel in Peru, Merche in Murcia, Maite in Cartagena… It meant leaving the house only for doctor’s trips, work at temp jobs where I was doing engineer-level tasks for high-school dropout rates, Mass and groceries. It meant watching my parents and brothers’ denial. While I’ve never cut, it sure was a time when if I’d been a smoker, I would’a been chain-smoking!
Except for one of them, my coworkers had never been away from home for more than a summer. They’ve already found out that when they’re there visiting, the music people talk about is different, the movies come out at different times, the TV series everybody follows devoutly aren’t even available here…
You are in a place where you don’t even really want to be. Come talk to us any time you need to, let us know if there’s any way we can help, and know that we hope that soon, sooner, soonest, you’ll be able to be where you want to be.
At work, 10.30, bored already. I really need to apply for that promotion…
I am genuinely not well today - and the thunderboomers aren’t helping my mood any. I am feeling extremely blech today
{{{{Haze}}}} Can’t say that my dark side ever got that bad, maybe it was only a charcoal grey, but I can relate. Hang in there - I like what Smartie’s friend said
it’s a head clearer, that thought is.
Since I’m home I’m going to try to be a little productive
Morning Mumpers. I’m off to the neurologist about my dizziness. Then since it’s my day off, i gotta go to work.
Hey SCL! It’s weird not seeing ice in an arena, isn’t it? Did I show you the pics of the new kitten, Thrakazog yet? He likes hockey, too.
{{{rosie}}}}
Good Mornin’ Y’all! I survived my mornin’ commute to the study. It’s always so fraught with hazards! 
YAY for telecommute days!
Look, Snakes and Stas showed up! Congrats on the weight loss Snakes! Yay for days off Stas!
I’m glad the pooch is better SmartiePants. She looks like a big ol’ sweetie.
Roo well, thank goodness I did answer your question! Sorry it was so mundane and boring. If there’s ever any drama it’ll come when/if we do decide to live in the same place. We’re talkin’ two gay men with houses FULL. OF. FURNITURE. That’ll be some fun.
Ok, gonna go get busy now.
Later Y’all!
Morning all.
Hi SCL!!! Nice to see you stop by. Is 3rd shift an improvement? Does it mean you’ll get to post here now and then…?
Lunch is made and I’m eating Cheerios with blueberries and drinking tea. Guess I should finish getting ready for work, since I need to be out the door in less than 15 minutes.
Hugs, cuz we seem to need them.
GT
Look. It is indeed morning.
rosie, hope you feel better. And thunderstorms, what a change! Has it been crazy electrical storms everywhere this summer?
I think we need to go to the store, but i don’t remember. Breakfast first, for both of us.
morning all! {{{{{{{Haze}}}}}}} - sending good thoughts your way; wishing there was something else I could send too, but know that the good thoughts really -are- good, please. That quote of Smartie’s friend makes a whole lot of sense!
And yay and welcome back to SCL - I think of you every day, young lady, as I drink my morning coffee from my cat mug. 
Sorry that you’re pulling third shift, but hopefully it will only be short term.
How’s the new jobs going, BooFae and Dotty? I know neither of you miss your previous places of employement!
Those Cherrios and blueberries sound darn good, GT! And good for you, too, for breakfast–lots of antioxidants in those blueberries.
Happy Hump Day all.
[Burger King Astronomer Commercial]
You arrogant punk…
[/BKAC]
Unlike SOME people, I drove my 50 miles to the office today, and even stopped at the Y for a workout along the way.
I got some video capture software last night that seems to work just fine. My webcam doesn’t work so well in dim light, so I might get a new one, or rig the bedroom to be brighter than usual. I’m gonna nail Sharon but good come Firday…
DogBut, Thrak looks like Rowdy, one of the fosters we have. As soon as VWife gets back to her prescribed levels of Percocet and can function, the lil bastiges are going back to the shelter. They’re driving me crazy…
Alas, back to the salt mines.
New job’s going great, thanks, Herbs - it’s still fairly quiet but I’m finding enough to keep me busy until the end of the week when I’m on holiday.
Get better soon, rosie, and big hugs to the others that need them.
:: zoom zoom::
:: waves ::
:: zoom zoom ::
Y’s, b’s, {} and mwahs!
I think we’ve actually gotten fewer t-storms than usual here. The rest of you must be getting the ones that we’re missing. You can keep them though!
Well, I’m an independent so I can’t vote in the primaries. I’ve never heard about runoffs so no, I don’t think we have those after the primaries. But it wouldn’t affect me so maybe I’m just not paying attention. So basically I only vote once a year at most and sometimes not at all if it’s an off year.
Thanks for sharing your story Smartie. Glad someone stopped and was smart enough to call the cops and that you’re still with us! I think subconsciously I recognized a long time ago that the way out of unhappiness is change. So my darkness - usually tied very closely to PMS :rolleyes: - comes in the form of wanting to run away. I think about just packing up, getting in the car, and going somewhere new. Starting all over again. Alone. (Well, maybe with the cat.) It’s such a seductive thought in so many ways - the times in my life when I have started over have been good time, times of personal growth, times when I can redefine who I am - that it can be hard to remember all the good stuff I’ve got going on right now and that throwing it all away really would be self-destructive. I think the smartest move ('cause we’re all capable of doing the smart thing all the time right??) is a balance between changing what’s bad and holding on to what’s good. Not throwing the baby out with the bathwater. But it sure does sound nice sometimes to chuck it all and begin again with a completely blank slate.
BBBobbio wins the dirtiest soundin’ post of the week award!
taxi I’m an independent too but here in Jawja anybody can vote in the primaries. You just have to mark which party on the little slip you fill out with name, address, date of birth and signature. Anywho, we’re still at it it seems. Now there will be yet another runoff in September for State Senator from my district. I don’t like either candidate but I dislike one a little more than the other, so I reckon I’ll vote for the one I dislike the least.
I got invitated to lunch by ol’ y’all know who. I suppose this means I’ll have to get presentable to go to a public place.
Later Y’all!
Boinking the maid might be some people’s fantasy, but in this instance, EEEEEEEEEWWWWW! Not if I was shrink wrapped.
{{{Haze}}} and everyone else who needs it.
Good for you taters on the smaller jeans. That’s the best feeling.
I wrestled with a bout of vertigo yesterday and surrendered to the medication that makes me drowsy but keeps the room from spinning. I was doing a lot better BEFORE the treatment I had last Friday. Honestly, though, I think it was the “test” for the type of vertigo I have that made it worse, not the treatment. At least I hope so, since I’m going back in again this coming Friday.
The cake is a masterpiece bobbio.
Tupug
Ergh. Nat has refused to sleep this morning. Will beat with hammer soon.
[South Park] No hammer da bebeh, LiLi! [/SP]
I’m sitting here in all my wondrous glory, with hair dye all over my head–argh, the things we do for beauty! I hate the smell of this stuff something fierce but I hate grey roots even more.
SpaceDawg’s looking good this morning, we offered to let her sleep inside but she elected to kick it under the rhodies. She’s gotten up and moved several times without crying, which is a good thing. She looks pretty perky overall. We’re waiting for the vet to call with the x-ray results, and I’m harboring dark fantasies that she had a dislocation the vet missed the first time that they discovered while she was being x-rayed and popped back into place so we wouldn’t know it had ever happened. I realize I’m just a totally suspicious beyotch, but then again I seldom look a gift horse up the ass, either! 
Speaking of beyotches, has everybody seen this video yet? Man, getting totally pwnd by Paris Hilton has gotta hurt–that’s gonna leave a mark!
Oops, time to rinse out, later!