Up, caffeinated, off to work. It’s 26 this morning.
Bie me, bear.
Blurf. Is it quit o’clock yet?
I will assume that means bite me. If so I’ll add ya to the list. 
Temp has dropped to below freezin’. Gusty winds a’ blowin’, but not the kind from eatin’ chili.
Happens every time I get a Monday holiday. I think of this place on my first day of work, but then it’s Tuesday, so I say ‘oh, I’ll come back later’ then I forget to because I’m busy doing “Monday” crap all day so by the time I remember OR have time, it’s Wednesday. So I hereby decree and declare that when I have a Monday holiday that the MMP be delayed until Wednesday.
All in favor signify by saying aye…
:: crickets ::
Ok, well then be like that. :rolleyes:
I think my car told me it was 28 this morning, but my bottle of water wasn’t even frozen, so meh, it’s not so bad.
In between working this morning, I shall begin marshaling my arguments for cutting my hair. I promised my friend I would never cut my hair again before discussing it with her, because abruptly cutting my hair off is something of a symptom of my depressive cycles. However, I just really want a change, and dyeing it an unnatural color this weekend didn’t seem to do the trick. I never wear it any way but up anymore, and while I can pull off the librarian look I’ve got going on, I’m getting tired of it. 
{{{{{{Hugs}}}}}} to all who need, want and/or deserve them this morning.
At irk, nothing to do.
Have a fine day everyone.
blurf, etc.
couldn’t have said it better myself.
Gah! I don’t know if I just didn’t reset the clock right after yesterday’s power outage or if I slept through the radio alarm. Either way, late to work but more sleep. Not feeling particularly refreshed.
Hello deadlines. Which one of you wants me the most?
Up, caffinating and uber blurfy
Did have a good gig last night, back to tell ya’ll after the coffee kicks in.
Jim
mice
i hate mice
i hate mice that play on my bed when I am gone
I hate even more that I didn’t see the evidence until I woke up this morning and saw the gifts at the far corner of my bed.
at least they were at the foot of the bed
I’d say it was my fault for leaving a pack of dog treats laying on the bed, but the pack wasn’t even touched.
I want a cat, a mean, hungry, cat.
Drae don’t cut your hair, or cut it as you want, but cut it for the right reasons because you want a positive change. It took me so long to grow it to my ass that I think I will never cut mine. I won’t color it anymore either because it takes too long to grow out. So far I don’t have enough grey to worry about covering it.
My irk shift is almost over. I took all my pills, there are enough of them. I had some soup. I need to go buy some food but I don’t feel like it today. I really want to clean but since I overdid it with my hand yesterday I am going to not do much today.
My good deed for the day:
I was running last night and I found a wallet on the ground. Fortunately, the owner had his business card in there and I was able to track him down. He actually works one building over from me and I was able to return it this morning.
His business card?
Yeah, his business card and his driver’s license, so it wasn’t too hard to track him down. I also found him on Facebook.
I’m kiddin’ ya man, good on ya for bringing the entire wallet back to him. I’m sure it’s a load off his mind to have the load back on his butt again.
Put mine up last night. Can confirm no snow.
I’ve spent the last ten years or so growing it out. I have decided that I’m sick of the look, and I want something different. Even when I say “I’m going to cut my hair,” I usually do the exact same haircut every time, just varying the length a little. Not this time. I think I’m going to have the ovaries to do something drastic, because why the hell not? 
Totally got wooshed there. I thought you found it odd that his card would be in his wallet.
Late to the party as usual. Read through everybody’s posts. Sorry to hear about your heart attack, sari. My husband had his about 7 years ago and they put in one stent and he’s on a battery of drugs. I have to say our lives changed for the better because we take better care of ourselves now. Good vibes headed your way.
I have to tell you all, at times like these with all the cold and snow and rain you’re talking about, I am glad I live in Florida. 
Ordered a Thanksgiving collar for the foo foo dog. Pics will ensue when it comes.
Gonna grill some chicky eye-talian sausuch to go with either skettis or macunchees, I haven’t decided. Or, I may stop off on the way home and get some sublix rolls and a bell pepper and make some sausuch subs. :-9
Carry on.
I regret it every time I cut mine, or color it.
I guess I don’t like change.
I’m hungry but I don’t know what I want to eat. I’m sleepy too, maybe a nap and then something to eat.