Mine is Saturday - what say we go out Friday and get drunk to commiserate? (besides, you can’t possibly be as old as me - chronologically, maybe, but not physically)
Darling! You noticed!
Tel & Rosie, sorry neither of your birthdays is being looked upon by much enthusiasm. (Convoluted grammar, I know.) Think of it this way - at least getting a year older happens to everyone.
Hey, Alistair McCello, have you heard the cello joke? A woman was trying to learn the cello and was doing horribly, so her instructor was quite annoyed. Exasperatedly he said, “Madam, you have between your legs an instrument capable of pleasing thousands and all you can do is sit there and scratch it.” 
Oh, and is that a trebuchet? Excellent!
We really watch too many of the same shows, you know that? And it was pretty good–the preview for the upcoming stuff was definitely intriguing enough to keep me watching. Of course, I’ll watch just about anything. 
Is it bad to take percocet at one’s desk? Because that’s the only way I’m going to make it. I’ve also realized that I’m going to run out of percocet before I run out of pain, which kinda sucks. Hopefully, the doctor will be understanding and not think I’m an addict. The label says 1-2 at bedtime. Well, I spent three days on the couch, so it was always bedtime. But I was a good girl. I did not take it any closer than 12 hours apart. But taking it at work has me feeling oogy. Despite ten years of pro-marijuana stance, I have never been stoned at work, because that’s a line I just don’t cross (okay, there was that one time, but I was working an overnight at an answering service, and I found the joint in the desk drawer, that doesn’t count). So popping percocet at my desk feels funny. But I’m not going to last till noon without it.
Nava, several of my cousins have gotten married in the last few years. My aunts can’t figure out where to seat me, either. Usually, I end up with my brother and his wife and children, and one of my older cousins and his wife and children. Why my aunt Barb chose to put me at a table full of toddlers rather than the table full of young single Marines in full dress uniform is beyond me. sigh I guess that’s what I get for not bringing a date, huh?
There was more. I know there was. But I’ll be damned if I can remember it.
Oh, yeah–Tel–don’t be depressed about the birthday. I’m thirty years old and I have nothing to show for it, either. It’s not where you get in life, it’s how you feel about it. Keep moving forward, and it doesn’t really matter where you end up. I remember my college roommate, who is one day younger than me, calling me on my 22nd birthday to make sure nobody showed up at my door and demanded I tell them what I wanted to be when I grow up. You’ll do okay.
::hides from FCM smacking me silly::
It’s going to be so hard to go to Spanish today. I’ve missed the last two classes, and it would be so easy to not go today. The teacher is gorgeous, probably technically a couple of years too old for me (I think early 30’s), which should help, but it doesn’t.
Ooo, heartbreaking.
Running late, running late, running late! :eek: Gotta find something to scarf down before class in … 15 minutes. Time only to post the pun.
Glad you all like the faux monologue. It, uh, garnered a fair bit of attention on LiveJournal as well.
You know, there are some moments when you really wish there was a camera aimed at the right person. Because there’s nothing better than watching someone get their comuppance, except maybe a photo of said person getting their comeuppance.
It is such a beyoooootiful day here today that I simply do not want to do the stuff I need to do. Which, alas, I can’t avoid any longer, so I guess that means I’ll just have to enjoy the fresh air as it comes in my windows, not from being out and about in it. But days like this are supposed to happen on days when I don’t have a pile of work to dy, so I can enjoy them without guilt.
I hear you on the new shows thing, Bibs. I’ve been very slow to add new shows to my TV watching this year; thus far I’ve just tried two, Jericho and Studio 60, and fortunately neither of them is good enough that it’ll break my heart to miss them or see them get cancelled. So far so good. I have enough shows already to waste my time with!
It’s almost Humpday! <snerk> I think I’ll clean the bathroom today, so I have nothing to do tomorrow.
bobbio, does this mean you are certifiable now?
bibcat, “bottled up” sound like something you’d do at the liquor store.
FCM, I had a possum run out in front of me once. Since the choices were hit a van, hit a curb or hit the possum, I went for door number 3. God was with him, cause I missed him.
Spats, you rock.
Drae, if you like Marines, maybe I can set you up with my cousin when he gets back from Iraq.
I’ve been that way for 45 years and still counting.
That’s why you should switch to the less obvious “I find your lack of faith … disturbing.”
Nah, I’m too liberal and free-spirited for the average Marine (and an actual Marine told me that), but it doesn’t mean I’d turn down an evening being fawned over by a bunch of them.
I’m wonderin’ if FCD is on The List because he bummed up the vehicle or because he didn’t bring home some fresh squirrel meat for supper.
I’m looking forward to going back to Miami for work. I am. Really. Cause it’ll be better than conversations about boxes, which seems to be all anybody wants to talk to me about. Well, except for one of the crazies who’s decided to show up again because for some strange reason she thinks we’ll pay her utility bill, which we won’t cause we don’t do that. We’ll help you find a job, find a place to live, help pay for meds and medical stuff, provide respite services, assist with modifying a home so it is accessible for someone in a wheelchair and all kinds of stuff like that there but we do not and have never assisted with utility bills. Still crazy shows up every few months and rants and raves on til we tell her she needs to leave or we’ll call the police. Why us? Why me! :rolleyes:
Oh well, back to talking about boxes.
Maybe because she knows how much you like billing?
BREAKING NEWS:
I think the cat is about to hornk. Details at 11
Today would have been one of those days that I should have stayed home.
Nothing has gone correctly this morning, and to top it all off, I left my damn cell phone at home.
I really hope things improve soon.
I am “le tired.” :o I also stayed up to watch Heros last night. I luuurve the little Japanese geeky guy and the cheerleader. I think I’m already hooked.
I could go either way with Jerico.
Work is really eating into my posting time. Hmmmpphh!
Tupug
Aww, Taters, I hope your day improves. If it makes you feel any better, but for the percocet, I’d be crying in my not-very-comfy chair by now. I figure I can make it till about lunchtime.
DoggieB, there’s nothing quite like the sound of a cat preparing to hork, is there? It’s the perfect attention-getter to any cat owner. A friend of mine once fell asleep on my couch watching a movie, one of my cats made the preparatory noise, and she woke up screaming “Cat puke!” What’s worse, my cats will actually run to the only two carpeted rooms in the house to puke.
Every dog I’ve ever owned would foresake the hard floors for the nice absorbic ambiance of carpeting when preparing to cast off the contents of his/her stomach. It must be a secret pet law. :rolleyes:
The only thing worse than a cat running to a carpeted room to hork? Is a cat leaping up onto your bed just in time to hork right on you. Yes, that’s just a lovely reason to have to change the bedding in the middle of the night.
I am still sitting here trying to make myself work and utterly failing. There’s got to be something I can do to motivate myself. Usually thinking of all the lovely money I’ll earn does the trick, but today even that is failing to move me.
Actually, right now, I kinda like billing. That’s cause I am preparing to teach folks in the finance department all about it and foist it off on them. I perhaps am taking a little too much glee in doing this. Or perhaps not. I mean, I have yet to say “NEENER! NEENER! NEENER!”
Taters I hope your day gets better.
I’m hungry. I have a roast beast sammich and some N.O.T. salad for lunch. I think I’ll go eat 'em now.
HORK HORK HORK…BRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAACK