Nuttin’ much here, just driving by, waving…
(I hope everybody’s owies are better soon, whether physical, hormonal, or work-induced!)
I saw a different doctor today. This is the same doctor I saw when nobody would cat-scan my appendix, who told me to go home, take a xanax, and relax. She will be known, forevermore, as The Only Doctor I Will Ever See.
She was plainly horrified that I’d even been attempting to go to work at all, let alone for a few hours a day. She told me in no uncertain terms to stay my broke ass home for the rest of the week, then gave me enough drugs to make a respectable fortune out on the street.
So, yeah. I might lose my job, and I’m definitely going to be monetarily hurting for the next few weeks, but I have a doctor’s note and a mess o’ percocet.
Why, how sweet of you, Ex. 
Oh, for anyone who remembers, Mr. Lissar’s black belt Ancient Weapons grading went very well. I can’t remember if I mentioned it earlier. Driving Husband (who went and took pictures) said that even though he doesn’t know anything about Japanese martial arts, Mr. Lissar looked very impressive.
I’m starving.
All I have is leftover burgers and hotdogs from Sunday. Chinese takeout sounds much better! I’d like a veggie spring roll, some spicy dumplings, and sesame chicken.
::: throws $10 in the pot :::
But it was said, um, typed with loooooooove!!
Excellent news, Drae! I mean, not that your ass is still broke, but isn’t it nice to see a doctor who actually listens to you and believes you? Enjoy your drugs, and enjoy staying off your ass – and remember, if you take enough drugs, even if you end up unemployed, you’ll be so happy you won’t care!
I am annoyed. The local Michael’s and Joann’s don’t carry a wide range of knitting supplies, certainly not anything as esoteric as double-pointed needles in anything other than a size 8, but when I went to the lah-di-dah knitting shop – which I would exclusively patronize if I could afford their gorgeous but highly expensive yarns – they were clear out! Double-pointed needles are not such a rare thing that they should run out like that! At least they did have a set in size 5. But I’d rather patronize a local store than shop online, but they make it hard when they don’t even carry a basic stock. Why is it that every well-stocked shop I know of is either not-quite close enough (an hour’s drive) or way the hell too far away (near my mom’s house – 3,000 miles away)?
And it’s 80° here right now, but I’m too damn cheap to turn on my air conditioning in October. But my house is decidedly stuffy. It’s autumn here, Mother Nature!
And of course the rush job I’m working on is running long. The ones that I have lots of time on? Always end 100 pages too soon. The rush ones? Go on for an extra 100 pages.
Grumble grumble… And I’m not even PMSing – except perhaps sympathetically!
Would someone please toss a bucket of ice water on the bear???
I’ve got meatloaf planned for supper, but I don’t really feel like eating it. But I really should because I took this pan of it out of the freezer late last week so I should cook it up before it goes bad. I suppose I could cook it up but not eat it, couldn’t I? Then I could tell **KeithT ** that I made it for him to have sandwiches. Sounds like a good plan, doesn’t it? Then I can just have some pasta. Yeah, that sounds good.
May I have this cross-stitched on a throw pillow?
Drae they won’t fire you. Trust me. You have a doctor’s excuse. Does it say when you may return to work? They can’t harrass you about goin’ back to work if’n it does. So, stay home. Read. Watch weird daytime tv. Eat ice cream. Take buttmeds. The doctor done told you too. Ok, the doctor just said stay home and take the drugs. The reading, tv and ice cream are prescribed by Dr. Swampington Bear. He’s Mr. Swampington Bear’s (the over the top gay decorator) twin brother. Or is that alter ego. Or one of the personalities. Whatever… he prescribes it.
Tigs here’s the rule. If you’re home workin’ and it gets too hot, turn on the AC. If you don’t it becomes intolerable working conditions and you have to sue yourself. We all know how messy that can get.
FCM lots of fun can be had with ice cold water. You really need to get more imaginative dear.
taxi throw some smashed **N.O.T.**s in with that meatloaf and KeithT will be so happy he won’t even notice if you don’t eat it. It’s a guy thing. Trust me.
LiLi yay for Mr. Lissar on his belt thingy!
Bibs and Snakes I second the Chinese. Especially for Snakes cause she can get Chinese from Chef Lee’s. ::drool::
Hey Rebo! Come back when you can stay longer.
Spats I second what MBG said… Brilliant! Just don’t let it go to your head young man.
Faru nonsense! Anything you post up in here is good. Though I am surprised Rosie didn’t have sump’n to say about singin’ whores. I won’t say anything bad, of course, cause I’m all nice and polite, but that group Rosie sings with, well, they do wear a lot of red, if you know what I mean. 
Hi everybody. So nice to see that grumpy ol’ Ex stop by. And yeah, where’s welby? I remember him saying something about being very busy with work, but heck, he could at least do a drive-by!!! And, yeah, Ashes[sup]2[/sup] hasn’t stopped by in an age.
Hope all the owies are better.
LiLi, glad your rear end isn’t broken. Hope the bruises aren’t too bad.
I’m considering smuggling Kahlua into work as well. I’m sure it would make me more productive. Or make me care a little less when I’m not.
I’ma join the MMP Chinese takeout bunch; I want pretty mild stuff, as stress has my tummy complaining again. ::throws $10 in the pot:: So, when’s the delivery?
Loved your pun, Spats. And, yes, why did it take you this long to come up with it?
Off to get work stuff done. Back when I’ve accomplished something.
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Rosie? We have, or rather had a Rosie once upon a time. Would be damn funny if’n it was the Rosie I know. We all have flower names. See, swampy, if you wanted to be one of us, we’d probably find you a name like, say, Mossy. You live in the south, in the swamp, where the spanish moss grows. You could be my cousin! I’m the only “southern” character. Everybody else is cockney.
hehheeehehe…she said, “cockney”.
So, Merrylande MMPers (and anyone else interested) - how about meeting for lunch on a Saturday? I’m in Annapolis on Saturdays for my ceramics class, and I’m done there by noon. So Mama Tiger and I will be right there together… How about meeting in Bowie - where 301 and 50 cross? It’s the same county as tarragon, tho I have no idea what part of the county you call home. There are tons of restaurants there. Any Saturday between now and November should work fine.
What say ye?
bibkitty, I know it’s a bit of a trek for you, but I really don’t want to head much farther north, seein’s as how I gotta drive way the heck down into St. Mary’s county from there…
As for restaurant suggestions, Rip’s is not bad. Or the BBQ place (Memphis BBQ??) But I’m not a fan of Mexican, sorry…
Oh yeah, Faruiza, you’re a MMPer… No doubt about it.
Except **swampy ** is less a flower and more, I dunno, a prickly weed?? (yeah, I know, he’ll make that naughty too…)
Completely forgot: Had a really nice start to the day. I was on the bus and looked out and saw a big ol’ rainbow. It was actually just the bottom of one, but it was the widest, best-defined one I’d ever seen. Made a lot of people on the bus smile. Went over to flickr and found that someone took a picture of what might be the same one. I was just a bit south of where this picture was taken. This picture’s cool because you can see the beginnings of a second one just over the corner of the building on the right.
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swampy (or anyone who is familiar with musical comedy) go over to the Pit and appreciate my riff on “Maria” from the Sound of Music. It’s in the sex scandal thread titled, “Do I make you horny?”.
I worked on it at least 15 minutes…must be a tough room.
I’m awake! I thought I was awake before my nap, but when I tried to post, all that came out was gibberish. Not that you would notice a difference, I suppose. Hurray for drae and lili’s husband. Um, that didn’t come out right. Lili, since you have so many husbands, you don’t mind sharing with drae, right? Drae, next time you go job shopping, make sure they offer short term disability. And take Long Term Disability insurance if they offer it. Better safe than sorry.
Tigs, I have a Michael’s, a JoAnn’s and a Beverley’s and a slew of LYS. It’s beyond me how they can ever be out of DPNs, but they frequently are. I think it’s because the little buggers like to hide the 4th or 5th needle, rendering the set unusable. Maybe the missing needles pupate and become hangers.
I went to Target this morning. My exit fee was exactly $19.99. It was nice, because there was hardly anyone there. However, when I got to the express checkout (10 items or less), the guy in front of me had eleventy billion items. I know, I counted. All the other lines had carts with eleventy billion items too, so I waited for Mr. Numerical Illiterate to finish. Then they couldn’t find the price for one of my items. I was grrrr, but I eventually escaped before I keeled over and my cats are happy that they have more than an inch of litter, so I guess it was worth it.
Jersey auctions are in my future! There are two special jersey auctions this season - the NASCAR jersey and the God Bless Fort Benning jersey. I better start saving my pennies. I said, back during the summer when I got the Matus Kostur goalie jersey, that enough was enough. I did say that, didn’t I? I really do have enough. I didn’t even wear my Mickey or my Goofy jersey last seaon. Or my Starfleet Academy or Grateful Dead jersey. I shouldn’t be greedy. I already have a red/white/blue goalie jersey. I’m not a NASCAR fan. Bad, bad, SCL.
Hey, rosie - thanks for the advice! We did have Chinese for dinner. Not Chef Lee’s, swampy, more’s the pity. That was further than Mr. SCL felt like driving.
Found out what was up with the debit card - when I ordered the poppers from OTC this morning, the bank decided that a less than $13 online order was suspicious, so they put a hold on the account. When Mr. SCL woke up and I told him about it, he went online to see if he could figure it out. There was nothing about it online. He went to the ATM - denied. So he came back home and called - to find out that to was on hold. Nice of you to call and tell us, assbites.
I am full. Soon I will be sleepy. Until then I will surf and read. Hope everyone has a good night and catnip dreams!
Hey, I thought it was good stuff, but I’ll be damned if I dare stick my head in anything in the Pit. Them people are MEAN over there!
Why was I at a meeting for work until 8:30 tonight, and why will I be at a meeting tomorrow night until 8:30 again tomorrow? Because I’m stupid, I guess.
You’re just being nice to me. Tough room, no?
Geez. I was told I was humor impaired on page 5 of that thread (I think)-guess they really think that…
Ah, to hell with it-off to watch the Daily Show-the true masters of political humor!
swampy, over in the Deathpool thread, wants us to believe he’s a virgin! :dubious: