wow - much to catch up. I’ll admit, I read Monkey’s news (which is kinda cool), then skimmed over the rest.
Welcome Flutterby - don’t forget chocolate offerings to FairyChatMom. And I’d stay away from room 304 ;), at least until you get the hang of this place.
appropriate reactions all arouond and {{{{hugs}}}} to all, whether you want’em or not.
I’m beat. I just got home after running 3 errands after work. And they were each about 15 minutes away from each other (the universe is unilaterally expanding)
VBob - if there is no centrifugal force - what force is acting on items placed in a centrifuge? (serious question from a non-engineer)
Home. I put on my pajamas and had toast and jelly for dinner. I feel like such a kid.
{{{HUGS}}} to anyone in need.
I had a customer today that just drained the energy right out of me. He talks about 500 miles an hour and jumps from point to point like a hummingbird flits around a flower. And he’s impatient as hell. Well, I think he just operates at 500 miles an hour. I wasn’t even done getting his deal together when he plopped himself down in my office. That. just. twists me. If he weren’t such a good guy and a good customer I don’t think I could deal with him. He is just mentally exhausting. Ah well, it’ll be a few months before we see him again.
I’m thinking about trying my hand at a MMP. I’ll need a little while to work on it though.
I was thinking I didn’t really have a thing for horses when I was younger, but I read several of the Walter Farley books (The Black Stallion + a couple more - thanks for the reminder, Puggy), and loved Black Beauty and went through a phase where I loved to draw horses. I don’t know that I ever actually wanted one, but I certainly liked them.
Heh…I kept thinking Firefox when I read Foxfire, SO. (Guess which browser I use…)
Yay for the re-budding relationship news, Hockey Monkey!!!
Hi, Flutterby, nice to see you here! How old is your little guy?
What a cool idea for baby gifts, Haze!
I think I’ve only seen the Little Mermaid once (and slept through part of it) and never read the HCA version.
I’d like to chime in with another round of “Is it Firday yet!!!”
I’ll take a slice of pie over here, taxi! Yumm.
Very cool shelf and hanging scheme for the scrapbooking stuff, McUne!
Ick…sounds like no fun at work, rigs!
More hugs for Taters… Hope things get even a little bit better.
I’m home and need to read my book group book for a while, then it’s off to bed before getting up to put in a longish day. I have a large writing project that I need to spend almost all day on. I’ll have a headache from it by the end of the day, I’m sure. I’m hoping I can get my part done tomorrow and Wednesday.
There was more (like about the physics stuff - I can’t believe they persist in teaching it incorrectly - :eek: )…but I need to get back to my book.
when I was a wee bairn, I remember seeing on TV, on two separate occasions, an animated Japanese ‘fairy tale’ that more I think about it, the more I believe it was a version of The Little Mermaid. Mostly all I remember is how beautiful the animation was (this was before the surge in popularity of Anime in general - circa mid to late 60s) but I also remember a sea-she-being coming onto land, falling in love with a human male, and through a set of circumstances going back into the sea. I remember him standing on the shore looking for her. This was before I’d ever seen any version of TLM other than what Danny Kaye dreamed while locked in the prop closet of a theatre in 18th century Copenhagen; possibly even before I’d seen that one as well. I know I didn’t imagine it, because i can recall seeing it two separate and distinct times, the second time saying “oh good, here it is again” But I do not remember the title, or if it really was a telling of TLM or just some other similar tale.
…and I’m happy to announce that the exercise doo-hickey has been assembled. It’s a little flimsier than I’d have liked, but the higher-end stuff costs about much too much for something that’ll probably end up gathering dust before the year is done.
In fact, I think the most exercise I will ever get on this thing was the workout I got assembling it. :rolleyes:
Now I have no excuses.
Off to put on pyjamas and call it a night. Mine do not have monkeys on them, which obviously makes them vastly inferior… but no less comfy.
I just came from my school board’s meeting, where the egotistical, political, assface-ish, f-ing idiots essentially threw out about 50% of what we spent the next 5 months working on. One of the pricks even bothered to say “It seems like we’re rushing into some things that should be studied in depth…”
I am as pissed as I’ve been in a LONG time right now, I am drinking beer at a frantic pace and it’s snowing enough that I know I’ll be up in about 6 hours to drive in a blizzard.
{{{MBG}}} School boards are collections of IDIOTS. The thought that they’re theoretically in charge of our children’s education is deeply frightening.
Hugs, yays, and boos around to everyone else as needed – I read everything but at this point am too tired to go through everyone individually. But you know who you are and what you need.
I finally finished the Depositions from Hell. Only 50% more pages than projected, which is really, really fun with a bitchy attorney breathing down everyone’s neck (except mine, thank Og). I am SO TIRED, though, that I can’t even think.
So I finished about suppertime, took the Idiots out for a drive while I ran a few errands that I’ve been putting off for days, and then came home and collapsed – I’m too tired to go to bed, you know? I really need to, though, because I need some sleep. I have been shortchanged on sleep because of this %*&@#$ pile of work every night for the last five nights, and I am becoming terminally cranky as a result!
So I hope the night crew behaves – it’s too soon to introduce our newbies to Room 304, give them a chance to get used to our crazy bunch first! – and I’ll see you tomorrow when I’m (hopefully) human again.
Mine says that “If he loved you with all his heart and soul and if his right hand were joined to yours by a monk, with the promise to be faithful to you here and all eternity, then his soul woul pass into your body and you would have a share in the happiness of mankind. He would give you a soul and yet retain his own.” after the loving her more than his father or mother part that is.
Same as mine. She has no idea until she floats up from the sea to become a daughter of the air and the very end says she can gain an immortal soul for good deeds accomplished over 300 years (the same lifespan as a mermaid). It also adds that for every good child they see and smile at a year is taken from their probation by God, but for every bad child they find they cry over them and a day is added back for every tear. Trying to guilt us into being good for the mermaid to get her soul quicker.
anyrose Room 304? What’s in there? tries to peek into the room
**gardentraveler ** My little guy is four years old, and he keeps me busy busy busy. I like to take him out and do stuff just the two of us, because I feel bad I have to go off to work and leave him at daycare.
Yay for getting it assembled Mahna Mahna! I keep planning to do yoga at home, but by the time I pick up the living room enough to have the space for it I’m tired out and I already wake up at an insane hour I can’t get up any earlier to do it (I’m not a morning person, I suppose I could if I weren’t such a horrible sleeper)
Suddenly I want monkey PJ’s… I have teddy bear PJ’s, but not monkey ones.
But for now I have to make a run to the grocery store while Mom holds the fort, we’re out of milk.
I’ve returned from workout at the Y. I wasn’t able to push myself as hard tonight. I still managed to do over three and a half miles on the track, 50% percent running and fifty percent at fast walk. I also worked out on three machines. After that, I just couldn’t do anymore.
I should have tried to eat a little something before I left, but my appetite is still very small. I managed to eat just about half of a BLT for lunch today, but really, it was all I could do to get that down. I am keeping hydrated and drinking water, though.
My clothes are getting much more loose fitting on me. Normally, I’d be ecstatic, but frankly, all it means to me right now is having to go out and spend money I’d rather save for later.
Appropriate yays and hugs all around. I did read everything, but my concentration levels are low right now. I am absolutely putting all my concentration into the trial I am sitting on as a juror, but that just wipes out everything else for me.
I can’t wait to tell all of you about this trial. My God, sometimes I just want to tell the defense lawyer to STFU and quit objecting to EVERY LITTLE G-DAMN thing! By the way, about 90% of her objections are overruled, so I am sure you can understand my frustration.
