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Hello everyone! it’s been one of those days. I had to babysit another store, since the manager was on vacation. Of course the cashiers doesn’t show up till 11:30. He overslept. Who sleeps till 11? :dubious:
Tel We like short shorts!
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Um, I sleep till 11, if I don’t have to work. Do the short shorts make up for the laziness?
[QUOTE=kaiwik]
and that is purely by the grace of God (my belief system hopefully offends no one).
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Good Grief Kai, you haven’t a chance of offending this lot! We’re way more egalitarian than the U.N. even. They even let me post here!
Back when I worked in the corporate world, Thursday was the day my coworkers and I would go out after work and consume ‘adult’ beverages. It made working Fridays more painful, but we did it anyway. Of course, sometimes we would go out for lunch on Friday and forget to come back. We were good little corporate drones, we were.
Approximately 10 posts have been posted since I started typing this post.
I just thought I’d share.
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Um, I sleep till 11, if I don’t have to work. Do the short shorts make up for the laziness?
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all is forgiven 
[QUOTE=dogbutler]
all is forgiven
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Excellent.
I get out of more trouble that way…
We had a hy-uuuuuuuge thunderstorm from about 4 til 6 this afternoon. It started just after I got home. I sat on my back porch and watched it. Well, most of it, cause I did have to come inside to make cornbread cause I promised ol’ y’all who some cornbread for his beef stew. I chopped up some scallions and put ‘em in the cornbread. Makes it even nummier! Anyways, storm, stew, snuggle and now ol what’s his face has gone home cause he has an early day tomorrow. The good news is, this weekend, no work! YAY!!! Pool lounging Saturday! A dinner party to go to Saturday night. A weekend of relaxation and party goin’. Envy me!
So, anybody volunteerin’ for Monday? Step on up!
Wow…busy place today!
Hiya, Bobbio!
LiLi, dunno how I missed **Spats ** in your list. Well, yes, I do. I was half asleep. (That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it!)
So where’s Rue? I imagine Soupo and Katcha are out of school and such, but still… We’re important too!
Twinkie and Sean: You’re supposed to be suspending your disbelief there! Oh, and Spats, thank you for the bow. ::Curtsies::
::Then trips over her toes and sprains several key body parts.::
Wow…that’s a ::searches for diplomatic expression:: unique Father’s Day present, welby. 
Thank you for contributing to the Bus Weirdo population, Tel. I ride the bus every day and quite enjoy the entertainment. (Although all of my bus options are pretty tame.)
Glad for the new kitties, Kai! We’ll require pics, of course, so get working on the camera connection!
Sorry stuff is irritating you today, Taters. My irritants lately have been people and not what they’ve done to the data. I have a very long list these days. And it’s not a good list. But, I did conquer my own personal data nightmare today. Took me five tries, but I managed to harvest the good stuff out of the oddest file I’d ever seen. Something like 8 different fixed-length schemes in a single file. It’s not something I normally deal with, but it was rather fun to have something concrete to do where I could feel accomplished. I’m gonna get to analyze the actual data tomorrow. Yay!
Sounds like we’re all having weird weather. I walked out the door this morning and it was a steamroom out there. Not pleasant. You know it’s humid when you get off the bus in the summer and your glasses fog up immediately. Then there were multiple storms, alternating with quite nice moments and continued steam. We, too, had storms from about 4 to 6, but I watched them from up high in a high-rise. The windows got kinda loud for a while, but otherwise it was pretty entertaining. My garden seems to be pretty excited about the rain, though. Everything’s all green and smiley.
Gotta go find me some dinner…
GT
As a wise man once said, “FUCK! ASS!” I’m ticked. No, worse - I’m annoyed. If this sort of thing keeps up, I may even get angry, and then things start getting messy. First, when I started working this internship, I had no internet access. Fine, I could deal with that. I had work to do, so I was occupied. Then I was moved to a different cubicle and I got internet access. There was much rejoicing. Coincidentally, a few days after this happened, the work dried up. No matter, I brought in books and I had the 'net, so I was occupied.
Well.
By now, being the intelligent and sympathetic people you all are, I’m sure you can guess what has me annoyed. This afternoon my supervisor came in and told me to disconnect the cable that transmitted the little packets of information between my computer and the network like red blood cells through an artery. Said something about a building wide thing. See, even after I moved cubicles (to his, no less), the port there didn’t work. He connected the cable to the port in the next cubicle. Apparently that’s a no-no. So (for) now I’m without internet access at work again. I need to go talk to him tomorrow, maybe I can just move into the cubicle next door, or some other one that has access. I don’t know, something.
I’m stagnating here. I’m a pasty, unathletic, nerdy and somewhat reclusive physicist from Jersey, thrust into a military base in the broiling Florida sun. So I don’t jive well with the lifestyle here. The internet is my lifejacket, my contact with the world I know. I don’t see anyone at work except my supervisor (for all of 5 minutes each day) and sometimes I eat lunch with the intern I’m living with. That’s it. I’m going mad here. It’s like a sensory deprivation tank. You know what happens when someone’s in one of those for too long? He hallucinates. He literally goes insane from lack of contact with anyone or anything.
Tomorrow I’m going to see that physicist again. I still have only the barest scrapings of what you might call work. Even this isn’t really work. It’s like when kids wear Hallowe’en costumes that are just plain outfits covered in little pictures of what they’re supposed to be. This is wearing a sheet covered in little pictures of work. I gave it some rotten candy with a razor blade in it.
:: breathes :: Okay. Ranting done. We now return you to your normal, cheery MMP-type post.
Don’t you worry rigs, I’m never without my “plastics.” 
Looks like Tel forgot to mention that I’m the one who sent her all those Arrogant Worms songs. If she makes any money from this Bus Weirdo thing, I want a 20% cut. :dubious:
Sean, let us know if you get to one you can’t solve. I remember hearing some kerfluffle over whether they were all solvable or not.
I will not discuss the fact that I’m about to do laundry, because that would make me grumpy. I will instead say that my music player, on random selection, decided to cheer me up by playing Frank Sinatra’s “My Way.” Such a triumphant song. I love it.
Stairs are done. I feel better(how come I don’t want to do what I need to do, and find other things to do that don’t need being done?).
Work tomorrow and Monday–so I can’t do MMP… 
[QUOTE=Spatial Rift 47]
Looks like Tel forgot to mention that I’m the one who sent her all those Arrogant Worms songs. If she makes any money from this Bus Weirdo thing, I want a 20% cut. :dubious:
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Oh, fine. You’re so touchy these days. I think someone should take a trip down to Florida and tickle you until you wet your pants. You’d be much more cheerful, right up until the “wet pants” part.
extends tickling hand southwest menacingly
Trust me, Bus Weirdo-ing is not how I’m going to make any money. I’m actually kind of making some money now. The bank account looks good again, oddly enough. This Saturday I think I might do some more apartment hunting. I definitely need a haircut and some other grooming.
That was one of the songs Aesiron sent me! I’ll go listen to it now.
[QUOTE=Spatial Rift 47]
I’m stagnating here. I’m a pasty, unathletic, nerdy and somewhat reclusive physicist from Jersey, thrust into a military base in the broiling Florida sun.
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You’re from Jersey???
Mmm, nerdy reclusive physicists…
what, you never thought that?
I wonder what TBT would think if he knew…
Nooooo! Not our spats --Flawda cannot treat you like this. How soon do you go to Dartmouth? Do you have computer at home? How about access to movies/DVDs? I don’t get why you have no work–and why you don’t have internet access.
C’mere–I’ll keep you busy for a bit. Heh.
This TBT chap would probably be angry. I know the type - possessive, moody, jealous. Pfui! Probably a royal PITA too.
Try to remember to breathe, rigs. My own laptop connects just fine at my host family’s house. I go to Dartmouth September 1, but I go home to Jersey (Yes Meeks, Jersey!) on August 13. I have 250 GB of TV shows and movies, plus the cable at the house, and the DVDs I brought with me.
And I categorically object to any wetting of my pants. :mad: :eek: :dubious:
[QUOTE=Spatial Rift 47]
This TBT chap would probably be angry. I know the type - possessive, moody, jealous. Pfui! Probably a royal PITA too.
And I categorically object to any wetting of my pants. :mad: :eek: :dubious:
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I shall not respond to your impugning of TBT’s character.
Listen, pasty nerd science boy, you’re not the one in charge here. If I say you get tickled to the point of incontinence, then you get tickled to the point of incontinence.
Good Morning! I’m off to another fun filled, action packed weekend of work!
[QUOTE=Spatial Rift 47]
Try to remember to breathe, rigs. My own laptop connects just fine at my host family’s house. I go to Dartmouth September 1, but I go home to Jersey (Yes Meeks, Jersey!) on August 13. I have 250 GB of TV shows and movies, plus the cable at the house, and the DVDs I brought with me.
And I categorically object to any wetting of my pants. :mad: :eek: :dubious:
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I breathe just fine. 
Ok, so how many more days of [del]boring, hot and humid[/del] sunny Florida do you have left? I would be counting the days, at this point. Do they not know what to do with you? Are they not sure how to use your skills–how can you have no work? This, I don’t get. The computer thing is easily solved (we hope).
Off to MY job, where I am expected to do an 18 hour day in 12 and smile all the while… :rolleyes:
If nobody minds, I’ll do Monday’s MMP. Not that I have anything hot and pressing and riveting and such to share, but I know I can come up with something. Many things roam the deep recesses of my mind and I’m sure at least one of 'em want’s to get out. However, if somebody does have something hot, pressing, riveting, poignant or yearning to break free to share, I’m cool with that too. We just need to know that by day’s end, we have a MMP all lined up for Monday. Right? Can you imagine the horror of no MMP? :eek:
I need a haircut. I’m hoping haricuttin’ friend will tell me I can come by anytime today. The good thing is he’s 5 minutes away and it takes all of 10 minutes to cut my hair. Also, I get to run around town some more today checking up on folks and I can be near there at any time. I needs me a haircut.
Spats told ya it’d be hot and humid! Constantly. You gettin’ any of those what we call “popcorn” thunderstorms that just show up mid to late afternoon out of nowhere? Ain’t those fun!
Happy Friday Y’all!
T.G.I.F.
that’s all I have to say about that.
So that’s settled…
swampy starts the MMP on Monday!.
We trust you to start our week off with…something interesting. Unusual. Juvenile?
Read a sad headline this morning: Americans feeling more isolated. It talks about people having fewer friends and many not having anyone to turn to in difficult times (I’m wildly paraphrasing here; read it before I was fully awake). I can’t relate. (For one thing, I have more than 2 RL friends.) But I think a big part of not relating is this place. Even if none of my RL supports are around, there’s always someplace I can go to vent, rejoice, and (most often…) just bla bla bla… (See rigs, this is why you can’t leave. Except to go to work. Or school. But you always have to come back. :D)
I need ideas! What to take to brunch tomorrow? Preferably something not messy that doesn’t require juggling to eat. There’ll be lots of people and not lots of places to sit, so it’s nicer if the food doesn’t seem like it’ll leap off the plate or get your hands all sticky.
It’s Friday!!! Yay!!! Off to work.
GT
GT what kind of foodstuff did you have in mind? Finger food? (the chocolate covered fingers with whipped cream are divine! ) Casserole type? Do you need an eggy type dish since it’s a brunch? Anybody making bloody mary’s? Mimosas? Ya know a couple bottles of modest priced champagne (there’s some good ones) and a half gallon of oj could make you a hit.