Guano: sex is highly overrated. But yes, find some women, they are good company. A rare quality, that maybe only half the women have, is a sense of humor compatible with men.(Many women appear to laugh at jokes, but actually have a minimal sense of humor. Women I guess have to take life more seriusly, perhaps for evolutionary reasons.). So there’s more to it than sex.
I’m in the middle of putting three bedrooms of junk back where they belong, after new carpets. We now have an old piano, that nobody plays very well, but my wife can read music pretty well. I play mostly by ear.The kids have new way of waking us up, banging on the low notes of the keyboard.
I could use that hundred dollars that I didn’t pick up at the bus stop last Thursday. Click for Details
My financial aide grant that was offered to me has been denied. Apparently the $10,000 that my dad was given to leave his job made us too wealthy for a Pell grant.
Now I have to do the give-me-money dance at the Financial Aide offices during the three hours they happen to be open.
Ain’t college life fun?
To lying, cheating, stealing, and drinking.
Always lie to save a friend, cheat death, steal your love’s heart, and drink with good friends.
—*Madison Michele
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Kelli - regarding the earwigs. I’m not afraid of much in this world, but earwigs are indeed the nastiest looking bunch of bugs I’ve ever encountered. In the summer when we are having a heat wave, they creep in through tiny crevices and hid in the places you’d never expect to find them: coffee filter with grounds in it, under a wet washcloth in the bathroom, in the bath tub, around the kitchen sink…etc…and yuck x 100.
SO I checked into the internet and did a search when i thought I was have a Trouble with Tribbles episode, the damn things were seemingly everywhere and it was weirding me out. I found out that earwigs hate the heat and come inside where it is cool and damp to hang out until the tempuratures drop. They are not looking to eat carpet/fabric/food . And even though they have nasty looking pinchers, it is said not to hurt at all. I was comforted that my house will not have the buggers living with me for the next 100 years. I still resort to the smash 'em and flush 'em defense. Blech…
In other non-earwig news, went to an Octoberfest party last night and considering I’ve been to about 40 all-out with the omm-pah pah band kind of Octoberfests in my life: brats,beer und other such germanic goods, this one might have been considered lame. No music. Lame magicians for the kids, and no dancing. It was by far, the best. Simply because it was about 100 people milling about eating their fill of pot luck, drinking American beer, and eating food that didn’t sound like a colon treatment. There were about 35 kids running around and things for them to do. I had people to talk to and never ran out of charming and witty things to say. ( Unlike the real german parties where the krauts just don’t get what I am saying.)
My son charmed everyone in his lederhosen and he never stopped moving for four hours. He is ‘Perpetual Motion Boy’.
My aunt and uncle are up from Florida. I haven’t seen them in a year and I’m always very happy to hang out for a little while with the people that gave me every little girls fantasy summer(s) of riding horses every night and going to the beach every day.
Kelli and ShirleyUJ: uh, are these earwigs those disgusting things on that old “Twilight Zone” segment? The one where an earwig crawled into a man’s ear and slowly crawled through his brain and out the other ear? Then the doctors congratulated him on his miraculous recovery, but had to tell him it was a FEMALE earwig and had laid eggs the whole trip through his cranium?
On September 9, I left my husband of 11 years. He was drunk when I left…FYI, I took my daughter, too. My daughter and I now live in a rented house…I took a lot of my savings and bought some cool furniture.
I’m happy. It’s peaceful. No bad temper, no drunk husband, no one to lay around the house w/o a job and watch tv all day.
Now my husband is hanging around with Christians. He no longer drinks. He goes to bible studies. For the past two Sundays, he’s met my daughter and I at church.
You would think I would want a huband like this…but I think I still want a divorce.
He has done so much damage to me and my daughter.
I have a guy friend whom I used to work with. He is married. But I think he’s always been attracted to me. I’m attracted to him. I’ve known him for about 5 years. The reason I think he’s attracted to me is most people mention it to me. He calls me a lot. He was just over so I could help him with a paper for his class. It seems like he keeps thinking of reasons so he can come over. When I told him I moved out, he said, “Well, that’s interesting…I didn’t think you would.” When I asked him to help
me move, he said he wouldn’t because it would be to awkward (to see my husband).
That’s one part of it. The other part is while he has verbally flirted with me a lot, but we have never “made out”.
So, it could be that it’s purely platonic and he’s not attracted to me.
I’m not crazy about his wife. I notice that whenever he puts his arm around her she pushes him away. I know I shouldn’t want him to dump her and take up with me because of that and I know that I shouldn’t break up a marriage. Well…I’ve known the guy for 5 years and I guess if nothing’s happened by now, it’s pretty hopeless and the prospect of me breaking up a marriage is a mundane pointless thing. Thank you all for listening
Sure, go ahead and break up his marriage. Does he have kids? Do you like the kids. Think of some activity for his and your kids.
I had my annual physical. The doctor is a general practitioner, but he also does sports medicine. I’m not sure I need any of that kind of expertise. I’ve decided I prefer younger doctors, withnmaybe 5 years of experience. He told me start taking the 80mg tiny aspirin a day to prevent heart attacks.
Prepared my lawn for winter. Still have lots of leaves to rake.Nobody helps. My son will help a little, but I need to pay him a dollar for every bag he fills. Usually 2 bags, then he gives up.
My husband has had the flu for a week now! He keeps waking me up in the middle of the night to tell me he has a headache. He doesn’t want me to do anything about it, he just wants company.
I think he’s a little annoyed that I haven’t gotten it yet. He’s not complaining, since if I were sick, I couldn’t have made him that yummy chicken soup on Saturday (mmmm…). But you know how misery loves company.
Kelli, I read somewhere (that always unimpeachable source of information) that female earwigs are devoted mothers. I don’t know if this makes you feel any better, though.
This may be a bit too exciting for this thread but whut da hell… Today as I was going to my 8:00 class, i was going past a three way intersection where I could keep going and the cross traffic had to stop. I’m merrily driving along and this guy pulls up to the stop, stops and then turns into me as I cross the intersection. The rat bastard nearly turned into my car!!! Fortunately i was awake enough to move slightly over into the opposite traffic lane to avoid being hit (there was no on coming traffic). I swear the asshole must have been half asleep!
Did a little more gardening today. Mostly spraying for weeds. The other day i went outside to discover our new neighbors had cut down the maple tree in their front yard. It was kind of good because termites were starting to eat out the center of the tree. That maple was in a bad place to begin with. Our former neighbors had to keep pollarding it to keep it within bounds, otherwise it would probably be 60 feet tall instead of just 30 feet that it was.
Tonight I have a club meeting. Hopefully we can decide on a day and time for a dinner so we can all get to know eachother better. Not to mention also the people who are of age can drink, and everyone can sing karaoke!
‘The beginning calls for courage; the end demands care’
I BURNT MY FINGERS! Aaaauuuuughhh!
My right index finger and right thumb, to be precise. Mr. Rilch wanted me to do something different for dinner. After boiling the spaghetti and heating the sauce, he wanted me to stir the two together in the same pot the spaghetti was boiled in, scatter cheese on top, and bake it briefly in the oven (with the lid on) till the cheese melted. This I did, and everything was cool until I unthinkingly took the lid off the pot with my bare hand. And I had just used oven mitts a minute earlier. I don’t know where my brain went.
It hurts intermittently, depending on what I’m doing. This is going to severely inhibit my ability to fill out job applications legibly. Oh yeah—that job I mentioned last Thursday turned out to be a false alarm. I found out at the last minute that they had decided to override their offer to me and hire the sister of one of the staff. And they were going to continue to let me think I had the job. Is there a UBB code for an angry face?
Remember, I’m pulling for you; we’re all in this together.
—Red Green
I just broke up with my boyfriend of 6 months, who treats me and my children like absolute royalty, has a good job, is very attractive, and wanted a long-term relationship. (Insert slap here…)
BECAUSE, my ex-boyfriend of 6 years, who treated my kids like royalty, me more like a commoner, has a great job, is slightly less attractive (generally speaking, to me he’s adorable, and would never commit to even the WORD committment, decided he wanted me back in his life. (“this time it will be wonderful”)
I tried weighing pros and cons, etc. etc.
It simply came down to when i try to cuddle with the 6month guy i feel like a fake, then i saw the 6yr guy over this past weekend and my heart raced, my insides were burning up, and i couldn’t get him close enough to me.
Apparently there is a lack of communication between my heart and my head. Server must be down…
so you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts. what’s so amazing about really deep thoughts? Tori Amos
