I’ve heard of slinging hash, but not soup! You could put someone’s EYE out! Stop it immediately.
I am finishing lunch and then running 2 errands. Spent the morning in the yard. Man, it’s windy as hell out there. I am planning on doing nothing this afternoon.
Hope the sickies feel better soon and the about to be marrieds or be at weddings get their wardrobes, and Elvis chapels sorted.
Yay for an award, ppr! Nxt tme, pt vwls n yr ppr…
Goat felching in literature–see what I missed in college English? Damn…
SmartAleq: I’m gonna sell plasma and starve. When school is over I’m going to look for some sort of temporary job to tide me over until I move. Glad that your face is better, albeit a bit bruised.
Now I want to know exactly what literature the goat-felching was in. Sure hasn’t been on any of my required reading lists. Me and a friend are currently playing spot-the-masturbation in all of our texts for our Courtly Literature class. It’s not all troubadours and roses by any means.
Ug, gotta go write an essay for my Women’s Studies class tonight. Don’t let me Dope any more until I’m done, 'kay?
Me and a friend. Me and a friend? ME and a friend? Didn’t you JUST win an award for English, young lady? A friend and I. A FRIEND AND I. Make a note of it. <stupid kids…>
I still need to run those 2 errands. I’m going! Really I am.
Heh … sometimes a bit o’ the Dope sneaks into my own blogging. For example, I couldn’t help but think of Swampy when I wrote this article.
I should be blogging right now – we’ve got about 20 more stories to plow through and I haven’t even trawled for today’s material – but I’m taking a break. I’m allowed to, dammit, I’m management!
Gorgeous day out, too, and it keeps getting better. I love spring.
But not work, which I must return–
Uh … hey. I know I’ve been a bit of an absentee lately, but when did we get a carpet made out of noddles and chicken chunks? I’m not criticizing the choice of decor, just … y’know. Chicken noodle shag.
Work bites today. I hate getting yelled at at 7AM for something that made its way to one via another boss and wasn’t even true becasue the other boss has no idea what he is talking about. Quickest way to move up in this company is to screw up - I am apparently to competant to do my bosses job
I notice that while I was napping the cats failed to do any housework.
I like the chicken noodle carpet.
Okay, I’m not sure it’s a lot better than the cat hair and squid one we had before, but at least it’s edible.
Off to wash dishes until the kidlet wakes up…
Her primary text was Albee’s The Goat, or Who is Sylvia?. She also discussed Equus and Elizabeth Costello. Her argument was that critics tend to see bestiality in literature as allegory, which can limit the scope of the interpretation - sometimes, goat fucking is really about goat fucking, not some metaphor for life. She also talked about the issue of consent - obviously, animals can’t say yes or no when it comes to sex, so does that make bestiality rape?
Such pressing questions.
:: steps gingerly over the noodles on the carpet :: I’m with Mindy - I’m not sure about this new decor. . .
Can I just say that I’m thoroughly and completely tired of meetings? When I first started on this project, I used to get very excited about how many meetings I got invited to, because it helped the day go by so much faster and made me feel like someone with Important Things To Say.
Then I started noticing that the vast majority of meetings involved an hour or two of talking (and occasionally some yelling) about the same damn things that people were talking (or occasionally yelling) about last time. No real progress gets made, and new info rarely gets trotted out for examination… nope, everyone just clusters around that dead horse and beats it some more, with varying degrees of gusto. Yawn.
After a year of the same song and dance, I now think that I’d much rather be napping under my desk than calling into my tenth meeting for the week (and 4th of the day).
Dried soybeans. I’ve used edamames, and I like them, but I wanted to branch out a bit. I found two recipes that I think I might try. Does anyone know if I can soak them and cook them once and then refrigerate them for a couple/few days? If I’m going to make 2 recipes, it’d be easier to soak and cook them all at once and then just reheat them when I’m ready to use them for the 2nd recipe.
The cat and I sat out on the patio in the sun at lunch. It was really nice (at 60-something) and she kept talking to me. Not sure what she was talking about, but she was very talkative. It was funny.
I am tired. I had a crappy night and a boring day. Melatonin is definitely on the list for tonight.
My kid called while I was at work and amazingly, I remembered to ask her what I needed to ask her - so yay! Slowly but surely, the graduation and wedding details are being resolved.
**FCD ** cut out of work early, and he’s now off till Monday. He was quite excited to learn that the mucky-mucks had approved tele-commuting. Heck, he’s worked from home so much, it’s not a big deal. He’s hoping they’ll let him work here twice a week - that’ll save over 200 miles of driving, which will save almost 10 gallons of gas. Almost like getting a raise! so Yay!!
It’s sunny and loverly, and gonna get loverlier as the week progresses. Which means I don’t wanna go to work tomorrow. Sometimes it sucks being a dedicated professional…
Hugs and sympathies to all the sickies. Congrats to ppr!! Assorted butt pinches, just because.
The interview went alright. It sounds like the very oposite of this job–fast paced and busy. Which would be quite a change–not a bad thing. It was odd though–the interviewer didn’t seem very confident of her hiring skills. Aparently she hired a dud last time she hired someone. So, she said that her manager might want to meet me with me before I was hired. That would be fine with me, but it would have been nice to be able to do them back to back today. I was thinking about sending her a couple of references who could verify that I’m a great person to have on one’s team. What do you think of that idea, Mumpers?
While I was at the interview, I got two calls for other positions. But it doesn’t sound like they’re as long term as the one I interviewed for today. But, it’s closer to home, so we’ll see.
I’m now begining round two with the Systems Chick. As SC’s instructions are the exact opposite of My Manager’s, I’m going to let My Manager deal with SC’s Manager.
Congrats on your award Pepper! (::giggles:: I like that as a nic, Taxi)
::gets out the Wet Vac to clean out the MMP :: ::Looks sternly at all the mumpers ::
:: slides some fresh homemade soup and peanut butter cookies into the hospital wing::
It’s so nice outside!! I didn’t want to come back to work after the interview. I want to lay on the grass in the park and read or something.
Sheesh, a girl tries to do something nice and see what happens? Whaddaya want, anyway–I threw in a whole buncha eyepatches, right? Put two on and you’ll never notice the new rug!
ems, Mahna[sup]2[/sup] work just sucks all around. I suggest going postal with a shitload of chicken soup–it seems to have a profound effect!
Haze, so sometimes a cigar really is just a cigar? Who knew?
ppr, I’m with rigs here–don’t make me lash you with a chunk of this here rug, dammit! Me and a friend indeed…
Currently I am filled with :dubious: . My old pal UTI doesn’t seem to be getting any better even though I’ve been on this latest antibiotic since Saturday. Also, one of my employees’ cars just died. So I’m going to loan her my old car. While I have no problem with this whatsoever on one level, in the back of the mind I remember when we (as a family) used to help out my ex-employee and how she grew to expect it and turned into a raving lunatic monster. Now, rationally, I know that current employee isn’t a raving lunatic monster and doesn’t even have those tendencies but it just leaves me with a bad feeling due to past experiences. Besides, what other choice do I have, if she doesn’t have a car, she can’t get to work. And most days it is just the two of us working so I’d really be up the proverbial creek without a paddle if I didn’t let her borrow it.
TVMan is napping now, but I’m too aggravated to sleep. I think I need a klonopin, seriously. Too bad they’re in Akron and I’m not. :rolleyes:
Ah yes, VBob, you just reminded me… When I worked at a Body Shop, our motto for Enterprise was, “We pick you up before we let you down.”
Talk about the worst rental car company there is… I’m too aggravated right now to start on another rant. Suffice it to say, though, that I do not hold them in very high regard. Funny enough, my best friend works there. However, she’s in one of the insurance billing desk jobs, not your usual moron behind the counter.
I am so tempted to ILL this. But alas, I must finish annotating mountains of 1970s-era correspondence. (Speaking of, who made the paper for the carbon copies? I want to hit whoever it was. Flimsy, tearable POS excuse for paper.)
I’m tired - have I mentioned that I’m tired? I’ve got a load of unders in the dryer that need to be folded. I just finished running the vacuum in the living room because a certain feline knocked one of my plants off the windowsill and on to the carpet. I’m gonna sell him to the next roving band of gypsies that passes by, I swear!!!
I’m in a really, really bad mood. GRRRRRRRRR… At least three people where I work need to be plagued with nasty paper cuts and ugly outfit choices for at least a week.
Maybe beerverages will make it better. Heck, I know beerverages will make it better. Thus beerverages are about to be consumed.
Other than that, it’s mid 70s today which is more like it. No more nasty cold weather stuff from now 'til sometime in November dangit! 50s and 60s are cold in the Spring. Y’all just need to learn that.
Back later after beerverages have had their effect.
