Yeah, but rebooting makes all the water go down. What’s wrong?
Catrandom: yeeouch! Sorry to hear about the infection and IV thing. That definitely has to be an experience.
Came home from Y2K Disaster Watch, belatedly popped a bottle of champagne and fooled around on SD until all hours. Loved that part; I’m night owl.
Mostly futzed around today; did some half hearted house cleaning. Took a nap with the dog happily snoozed out across my feet.
Did laundry and the megazillion plumbing fix didn’t work: water spewed across the basement floor. (Stone walls, brick floor, no drains.) Looks like digging up the sewer line at about $3000…
So much for this century…
Veb
Took down the tree today. We have ROOM in the living room again!!! Woohoo!
Went to check my work email to see something for my fantasy football league. Instead, found an email saying EPA is having MASSIVE budget cuts. I’m an EPA contractor. Owner of my firm is actually talking about layoffs. I was looking for a new job anyway…but this is scary. Oh well…one MORE reason to find a new and better job soon! 
“But I can cry until I laugh or laugh until I cry.
So cut the deck right in half, I’ll play from either side…”
- Mary Chapin Carpenter
We might go shop for a car. The old one has a mere 112000 miles on it.
As long as a car behaves, I’ll even put up with annoying faults. I used a stick to keep a hatch open on one, for two years.
Went just over 36 hours without smoking. The wagon went over a pothole around 5:00 pm this evening and I fell right off.
There’s no way I’m going to be able to quit now that I have nearly a full pack of cigarettes laying around, and I just CAN’T throw them away…guess I’ll be powersmoking for the rest of the night and trying again tomorrow.
Disassembled the crib to make room for a regular bed in Bowen’s room. Laid him down, gave him a kiss, shut off the light and closed the door. Went back up and listened at the door about 30 minutes later…no noise. The boy stayed in bed, even though he’s not blocked in by bars.
This confirms that my son is not a real human toddler.
“Wednesday the 15th - Chris made one of her rare good points today.”
Guanolad
Vogue: Ugh…i hate the people who work at the Virgin Megastore! The last time I was There, me and a friend asked one of the cashiers if they had freestyle music (A kind of dancey R&B style music…hard to explain). Anyway, they looked at us like someone just vacuumed their brains out of their skulls! We were shocked, the biggest radio station in SF that plays Dance music and pop plays that genre all the time. Grumble. BUT, i do like their selection of Latin music on the second floor. The view is great from the third floor cafe too. I also love FAO Schwartz too!
Anyway, for me, i woke up today at two, played on the computer, and then around 7 I had dinner. My life is so damn exciting right now!
Well thank you for the new perspective, sunbear. I just went to the bathroom and rebooted the commode… it still doesn’t know what day it is.
It’s decided. In June, I’m going to quit my job, move to Escondido, California, live with my parents while I get a teaching certificate, then get a job as a teacher.
I’m insane. Will someone please commit me?
By the time I’m credentialed, have a job, have paid off my debts, and have secured a new life for myself, I’ll be in my thirties. I find that to be extremely daunting.
This is the biggest, scariest thing I’ve done since I went to college the first time.
Will work for sig line.
Thanks, Veb, for the sympathetic words. They did move my IV line from my right hand to the left today, so I have my right hand back.
I’m sorry your plumbing isn’t plumbing as it should; I hope it’s not as horribly expensive as it sounds 
Catrandom
Good luck, phouka! How long will it take to get your credential and everything?
Do you have a bachelor’s? Do you know that the LAUSD has an internship program where you take a three hour class one night a week during the school year, three weeks of classes during the summer, and teach (and get paid at full rates and with benefits!) on an emergency credential, and at the end of two years you get a clear teaching credential? No tuition – and you get paid while you do it! If you want a special education credential, the program is three years.
Email me if you want details – it’s one way to work and get your credential while you are doing it. My husband went through the special ed internship program from 1995-1998, and we have a friend doing the two year regular internship now.
My mundania for the day – we went to the L.A. County Museum of Art today to see the Pompeii exhibit. Stood in line an hour and a half :(, but it was a good show. The LACMA is right next to the Tar Pits, so the kids went over there while we waited in line (walkie talkies are wonderful things in these circumstances!).
-Melin
P.S. Trust me, the thirties ain’t so bad! 
-Melin
beatle: it’s more like control alt delete, really
We have monday off, the plant is closed, or not, but the people get good overtime pay.
I haven’t had a day where I’m home and the kids are at school for years. We thought of testdriving some cars, but looks like rain all day.Even heavy.
Its unusually warm here.60 degrees!Yay.And I’m back online.I missed it.Who was the very first poster of 2000?
Ack! Trying to get things sorted out to end last year and start this one. On the plus side, all the computers remembered who they are. On the negative side, I’ve got about $6000 in bills to pay today and, well… no way. I’m starting to wonder if the Post Office has stricken us from their routes. Even our best client has gone into the 60-90 day range.
OTOH, same cliient just called in the middle of my writing this to tell me we got another well down yesterday - 30 feet of virgin pressure gas on water. Another wildcat discovery! Presumably they’ll pay eventually. And my partner’s not going to be here to help me figure it out; her hubby just called to say she’s so sick he’s dragging her off to the doctor. I hope she feels better soon.
Right now it seems that 2000 might be a lot like 1999.
Happy Monday, everyone.
I had a very low key new years and such. I still need to take down the decorations, probably do it this week. Then we are fixing up the spare room into an office again after our holiday guests didn’t show.
Also looking at new furniture (my vote is for leather… Emily is almost convinced).
I’m also looking into a trip to New Orleans
She caught your eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to dangle from screen doors and would fly up whenever you banged the door open again.
Ooh! Ooh! The mailman came! Not exactly out of the woods, but at least the rent’s going to get paid.
We test drove the “big” Saturn, which is medium. There’s a lot of room in the back seat and it’s got a peppy 6 cyl.engine, but the seats are still Saturn seats up front, not Volvo or Saab or Mercedes.
He drove the car into the showdroom before we drove it, so we didn’t have to look at it in the rain. Costs $22 000.
Sunbear, we will be in the market for a (shhhh, don’t let the cars hear me type this or something will go ka-plaooey) new car by this fall. One car has 170k on it and runs great. The other 110k on it and just had a new water pump and something else put into it.
Ideally, I would like the four door Dodge Dakota pick ups. Enough room for kids and by putting a cap on the back, enough room for assort paraphenalia ( kids, construction, shopping, gardening) without the hassle of “will it fit?” If we get it, then hubby can put to death the Dodge Ram with 250k ( and no brakes and the engine needs some work on it) and be able to haul stuff with the new truck.
If that plan falls through due to budget constraints, then we resort to plan B, a Ford Focus Station Wagon. Perky little cars with lots of space and great gas mileage. Most importantly, we have to be able to haul a trailer with a tractor on it.
It’s a long way between now and late summer. I hope I win the lottery soon
It’s raining.
Over the holiday weekend, the Babble Fairy seems to have hit my son on the head and he is yammering on in his own happy world quite happily. I strongly suspect he is communicating with the mother ship and sends the messages by sticking his finger up his nose.
I am craving soy sauce.
>^,^<
KITTEN
Fluff yer hair Beula, I’s feelin frisky - M.S.
Shirley U: The Taurus is about the last of the medium size wagons. We are downsizing to a Saturn L wagon. The kids don’t need car seats anymore. Thy do need room, some. “You are breathing my air” etc etc. She(5) throws things at him(8), sometimes hitting him on the head.