CONGRATULATIONS Are you still in the “starryeyed” stage?
must. learn. to. preview.
How about Do’h? 
Definitely! 
Me too! On March 3, that is–and to MY husband, not yours. Sounds like we went through the Desperately Unhappy Becomes Absolutely Wonderful at about the same time.
And ditto on the starryeyedness (though no one asked.)!
We don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day. However, BSMF’s birthday is the day after, and HE IS TURNING THIRTY!!! (I’m sure he’d be pleased to know I’m broadcasting it.)
So next weekend we’re getting friends together and having dinner at a pizza place in honor of the old fart. (says the girlfriend who is two years older)
except there’s no ‘h’ in your dopername.
Looks like “Rebo” won out
I’m getting used to “rosie”, I jsut have to get past the mental image of the Jetson’s housebot
Well to get a little weirder, how about Woody?
The logic goes like this. Winston Smith is the protagonist in 1984. We try to dub him '84, but it doesn’t work. 84 Lumber is a big chain of lumberyards, and they sell wood…
Besides, it’ll be <snerk>worthy when Swampycomes back from lunch…
yeah, I know, turd in a punchbowl. I’m going home to take a nap.
Ooh! I have one, too!
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Or we could just do multiples like donkeybear/bonkeydear has. I was kinda thinkin “LoLo” would be fun.
Well, at least yours is feminine. Mine’s just one vowel away from a barnyard aminal.
Happy Anniversary to those getting ready to celebrate and Happy B-days to those getting ready to celebrate.
The sun is shining and sky is a lovely shade of blue! This is sure to change as the weekend is rolling in. Washington=rainy weekends.
I am so very glad it’s Friday. These weeks seem to become longer and longer. I am currently working on a “new” flat file transfer of a document. The problem is the overall number of records haven’t changed on it. Looking at it as I’m sorting and filtering the data nothing else has changed so far either. But…I must do it over again so I can use it prepare our report to our higher HQ next week. It takes me a while to break the data down and sort it into the proper categories. I hate having to do something, basically for nothing, because I know nothing on this file has changed. But…I have to do a “new” one because some people seem to think data has changed since I ran it last month. The data is for December. I initially ran it around the 18th of January. It’s very frustrating because I have other data from other sources to pull down and this particular report takes me the longest to put together. Oh well, if they want to pay me to do it; who am I to complain…much.
Back to work.
Well, just who IS in your age range? She’s not even out of her 20’s, yet! Taken, schmaken–that ring isn’t on her finger, yet! Plus, I asked her if she knew of anyone, not if she was interested.
Methinks RPI is crawling with women all looking for fresh man flesh, and yet spats’ standards are too high.
I hereby close the Rigby Dating Service and shall only recommend monkhood for all young men.
I am now bummed and crabby. App is in the mail–this is where reality hits. Plus, I reread the damned thing and I should have requested 2 copies of my college transcripts and I only requested one. I’m just beyond help.
Can a 43 year old woman take up thumb sucking? (her own thumb, smartasses)–I am in need of major soothing here.
{{{{{riggsy}}}}}
There, there…it’s going to be okay, it really is. Here, I have some dark chocolate kisses for you. Go ahead, take as many as you want. Really, I mean it!
Spats, you ARE rather picky. I can’t believe there aren’t any girls there for you.
As a fellow picky-person, I say ease up on Spats! 
Maybe it has something to do with where we grew up?
One would think it wouldn’t be too hard to find an attractive guy with all his teeth and a job who doesn’t live with his mother and likes chubby girls, in addition to having at least enough intelligence to carry on a conversation and enough pop-culture knowledge to get all my jokes and … oh. I think I’m beginning to figure out the problem here. This is the New York Metro Area. “Chubby” is a size 6. 
Ok, so we have Rebo, Rosie (Yes, Mrs. Jetson! <snerk>) and for Elle, I propose Cher. Or Ellie since rigs didn’t want to be an Ellie. Anybody else we need to nickname?
I took my bedspread back out to my house at lunch cause I just wanted to get away for a little bit and it’s only ten minutes to my house from my office. Sometimes I go home at lunch and take a power nap. Not today though. I made myself a sammich and peeled some taters (N.O.T.) and put 'em in some water with a little lemon juice (keeps 'em from turning brown) and refrigedaireated ‘em. We’re grilling steaks tonight and I’m making some garlic smashed taters (N.O.T.) to go with the steaks. Oh, and we’re having bag salad and some nice crusty Eyetalian bread. I also have a cooler full of beer iced down on my back porch. Since it’s coldish here I’m thinkin’ quaffing a beer or four while soaking in the hot tub is in order for tonight. Amazing how that always seems to set the mood.
Happy Anniversary Rebo! Happy soon to be Anniversary Cher or Ellie! Happy Gonna Be An Old Fart Day BSMF!
Sean go ahead and cut away anyways. It might turn out right.
Spats, you know I’m just funnin’ with you, right? We all have the right to be choosy.
Actually, there really aren’t. To respond to **eleanorigby **too, no, I don’t know any RPI girls. First, I’m an alum so don’t hang out there anymore (except to go to the gym in the morning) and second, even when I was there I didn’t know any girls except my roommate, whom I didn’t really like too much. There’s a definite shortage of girl types. That being said though, there’re always more girls at the gym at 7am than guys. So spats, get to the gym at 7 and you’ll have a chance. The only student-aged guy there at that time I’ve nicknamed Creepy Gym Guy. So your chances should be pretty good.
Not sure about the Wed. night RR thing spats. I have choir practice at church on Weds. Yes, I could skip once, but I’m not going to be around much longer and feel bad if I’m not there when I’m supposed to be.
Anywho, I *think *the phone interview went well. Lots of the “negatives” questions - What would your coworkers say is your worst quality? What is one characteristic you don’t like about your boss? (I’m at work! Yikes! :eek: ) Tell me about a situation where you screwed up. (ok, she didn’t say “screwed up” but that’s what she meant.) and so on. I think I did pretty well with those, managing to spin them well. The only one that gave me real trouble was when she asked about a time when I got negative feedback. We don’t have performance reviews here AT ALL, and management likes to avoid conflict completely. So they don’t tell you when you’ve screwed up. So… no good example for that. Had to think back to grad school and even then came up with something lame.
But to summarize (y’all thought I was going to ramble forever, didn’t ya?) I think I have a shot at getting an on-site interview. Which should go better because I’m not at my best on the phone. So I’m keeping my fingers crossed.
Ya know, back when I first started typing it as Ellen, it was just as a joke. I ran out of emboldenation. Then with the colors easily available, of course it became Ellen, what with the whole “Cherry” angle. (But she is a Brown Eyed Girl, don’t forget.)
Looking back I should have gone with LN, which would have become LN. But it’s too late now. Which makes me blue.
Good luck on getting a second interview, and good job on the first one, taxi.
Spats, I have a lovely coworker who you should marry. She’s pretty, nice, and intelligent.
[SUB]And turning into a catlady, obsessive compulsive, afraid of men, controlling, and afraid of all sorts of things. And 33.[/SUB]
But she’s nice!