My entire department (except moi) has been in a meeting for over an hour. I cannot leave my desk because there’s nobody to cover the phones, I should have had my morning break at least 15 minutes ago, and if they don’t come back soon, I’m going to pee myself.
Drae, try not to think about drip the sounds of the ocean drip waves coming from the drip noise machine. I drip can’t believe anyone would drip be so cruel as to drip do that to someone when drip they really have to drip go pee.
-Belz (dripping in to say howdy to all the MMPers)
Bah. I am immune to water suggestion. I have an older brother who lived to torture me. I could stand next to Niagara and hold it indefinitely. In fact, the need to pee has gone away (although I’m sure it will reassert itself when I stand). However, my body is gleefully pointing out to me that it is accustomed to a morning cigarette break by now–in fact, it’s been over three hours, and I should have been outside an hour ago, and there might be trouble if anyone pisses me off before I get downstairs.
It’s almost time for breakfast! Yay! I called the order in 12 minutes ago and they said to wait 15, so I’m going now. Oatmeal with brown sugar, raisins and milk with toast and fruit and orange juice. I’m hungry!
Swampy, who knew there was so much to know about mop handles?
Clear the way for Drae, please, so no one gets hurt!
Kai, I have a lot of relatives out by you, but I’ve never been to Alaska. I keep meaning to go, but your posts really make it come alive.
Thanks for the welcome, but I’m not really new. I drop by and say howdy in the MMP now and then. I just don’t have time to keep up with the fast paced lives that all of the Cool Kids lead.
I’d better get back to work now before the bosses decide that they need to find more work for me to do.
-Belz (who actually does have plenty of work to do already)
What?
It worked! I went into my LIVE session for school (practice) and it worked!
But I have another problem (always something, I’m telling ya)–I loaded Firefox as a backup browser, but I have no idea how to work it. The screen pops up with a Google link on it-huh?
In other news: the tree guys are not coming today, but are coming tomorrow. That is all.
Yes, that’s right. You use it just like you use your other browser (Safari?). You can change the home page to whatever you want by going into the menu under Firefox and clicking on preferences.
I have a tic in my eye today. They say that the temporary ones are caused by stress and lack of sleep. :rolleyes: Such is my life. I manage to relax generally about the stress but the lack of sleep really gets me since I am always so tired these days.
Two more weeks and I’ll be all in the new apartment!
Well, I have done nothing productive today. I ironed a pillowcase to use as a background for some of my jewelry to post on my SIL’s website. My eyes are so damned light sensitive and the sun is so bright I can’t see the screen on the camera. With sunglasses on I can’t see the screen on the camera. Grrrrrrrrrr. I’ve e-mailed SIL and asked her if her friend will photograph for me again. I have 28 new pieces/sets ready and the damn things sure won’t sell if no one sees them.
The fountain in the cat suite has started leaking for no apparent reason. Mr. SCL is taking it apart as I type this - there are no cracks. Just another Grrrrrrrrrrr in my day.
Other SIL has to have her thyroid removed on the 24th. They will then check for “hot spots” to see if there are any cancerous cells left, in which case she will have to take some sort of radioactive pills and isolate herself for a couple of weeks. I told her it was not fair for her to wish for hot spots to get some time alone.
Hockey season still isn’t here, but we did have a nice dinner for our Ex. Committee meeting. I have to get with the GM of the team and draw up some guidelines for host families. Things such as: You may give your player your phone number. You may not demand that your player give you his phone number. And: your player is not required to babysit for you, or take your children anywhere. Yes, we have had both of those things happen. We had a woman start griping at the last meeting because “the members who have been here longest will get the players, and I want a player for my daughter.” We’re gonna have trouble with this one, but not until next season. You have to be a Booster Club member for a calendar year before you are eligible to be a host family, and she hasn’t been. She’s gonna bitch, but it’s clearly written in the by-laws. I seriously doubt that she’ll get the nod as a host anyway - both she and her daughter are single, and our GM doesn’t like the idea of single women being host parents unless they are over the age of 50 or so. Just preventing crap from starting, ya know? We’ve had a couple of situations where older married women were making fools of themselves stalking these young guys, so no point making it easier for trouble to start. Now I’m not saying I wouldn’t be interested if I were 25 years younger but these guys are just kids!
Sorry for the long post - I needed to keep busy so I wouldn’t yell at Mr. SCL for not doing any of the things I have asked him to do around here. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. He’s gone to the store so now I can go do some of them myself. Some of them just won’t get done. Oh well.
Home. For how long, I don’t know. I have to see what happens. I promised I’d go back to Virginia and back I will go eventually. I keep my promises.
However, I am somewhat irked that now that I have decided to leave because I couldn’t afford to stay any longer, I have gotten three calls about jobs and one e-mail. You have no idea how displeased I am by this.
This is kinda gonna be a drive-by also. Class ran a bit late and in a few minutes, I need to change in to my therapy comfies, feed the critters, then head down to NovaCare.
FCD sold his motorcycle today. His surgeon will be glad. I’m kinda glad too. I know he loved to ride, but I also know since the surgery, it was occasionally painful. So he decided he’d sell the bike and use the proceeds to buy boat stuff. He’s already ordered $1200 worth of boat stuff, so I guess it’s a good thing the bike sold.
And now I’m off to change. You naughty-minded pervs are not to imagine me shedding my work clothes and donning my gym togs. That is entirely uncalledfor!! tsk