It’s not a workout if you walk as fast as you can for an hour while reading a book? That doesn’t do you any good? Well why don’t we all just give up, then? Why do we bother? Let’s just sit in our damn cubicles slowly turning into tubs of flubber. Let’s ignore all of the health benefits of walking regularly.
Or, how about you tell us what your workout is, so we can explain to you why it isn’t Good Enough?
Anyway, it’s none of your business what other people do at the gym.
You’re more saintly than me - given your previous stories about him, the pill and the swearing would have been the “pack your bags, you’re done here” last straw!
The conditions for forgiveness are:
It ain’t the apologies that need to be sincere, it’s the realistic plans on how to avoid screwing up again…
Attention, university students and everyone else that I keep seeing make this mistake:
It’s “each other,” NOT “eachother.” TWO separate words.
It’s “each other,” NOT “eachother.” TWO separate words.
It’s “each other,” NOT “eachother”…
Aw fuck it, I’m fighting a losing battle, I know it.
Pills left lying around on the floor? That’s a whole level beyond stupid, that’s dangerous. To the dogs and most especially to the children. The next time he does that (and hopefully there won’t be a next time), he needs to go.
There seems to be a gas shortage or something up here. Prices are not rising but many stations are out of some or all grades of gas. Weird.
I took mine in Monday for a new tire, possibly two new tires. Estimated cost: $200.
Ended up with 3 new tires and a new exhaust system. Cost $1000 ( or close enough to make no difference).
The annoying part is that the car has 99K miles, and I’ve been promising myself a new car the next time it needs something major (engine or transmission), for a few years, but every time it needs repairs, I find myself agreeing to pay for them in the hopes that it makes it a few more thousand miles.
Preach it, sister! I’m not even in the South, I’m in California, and that sweet nastiness is all over the place. I’m pissed at Taco Bell, they no longer serve unsweetened iced tea at all! :mad: I don’t drink sugary drinks anymore, and I avoid artificial sweeteners, so it’s either water or unsweetened tea for me. I don’t want your nasty sweet fake-raspberry-flavored crap! :mad:
Hugs and sympathy certainly not premature, even if the breakup didn’t stick.
You are in a difficult spot, after much time in other difficult spots.
Some, but not neccessarily all, of you present problems are financial.
I hope things look brighter soon.
Mine ended up being $770. But I was thinking (and my sister and father said the same thing), that the total between that and the brakes I had done in June comes to just over $1300, which is about $110 a month over the year. That is a lot cheaper than a car payment. Especially when I’ve had it 3.66 years and have put only 13,000 miles on it, with nearly 4,000 of that being two long trips and another 2-3,000 being regular 60-100 mile drives in the country during the summer months. (My round trip commute to the transit station is less than 3 miles a day.)
I’m happy to say I’ve never encountered this one.
Thanks, Eureka. Last night, we were hanging out with my friend and her Cavalier spaniel, and New Guy accidentally dropped the dog, who has a sprained leg now. A total accident (the dog suddenly wriggletwisted out of nowhere) but still sucks all around.
We have many means of communication in our modern era. So why is it so bloody fucking hard to get in touch with certain people? Why is it so hard for some people to read and answer an email or other message?
Agrees. There is no way I’d let someone live after finding a dropped pill on the floor for dogs or kids to find it.
I actually got so upset over a misplaced apostrophe that I bought a white marker and stopped my car and “defaced” all of the signs. I saw them every day on the way to work and one day I just snapped. I feel much better now, the “s” isn’t close enough to the word, but that apostrophe is gone. If I had gotten in trouble for it I was going to use the insanity defense.
Poor doggy. I always make people sit down when they are holding cats for just this reason. They get wiggletwisty all of a sudden and potential adopters are not usually holding them as firmly as I do.
Yup. I think about that every time I drive my 1996 beater. I put about $1700 into it a couple of years ago. Got the air conditioner fixed, power windows fixed, a new timing belt on the engine, new battery. It was worth it. I paid it off in 2001. My last major expense before the one in 2012 was in 2003. It still runs like a charm. Starts right up, runs smooth, everything works, body’s in decent shape. My only expenses are gas, insurance, and registration. If I have to drop a few hundred once in awhile, it’s still worth it. I expect to still be driving it when it’s 20 years old.
We’ve lost 5 minutes a day of daylight on November days compared to past years and it feels like I’m the only one concerned or bothered by this. I checked out the sunrise/sunset almanacs for my area and it does indeed collaborate with my theory that it’s getting dark sooner than it did even two years ago. Where did the light go?! Days already are too short this time of year, and now they’re getting shorter!
Is this a whoosh? If you’re serious, the problem is with your almanac, not with the Sun!
Well geez, if you both would just stop being so damn good at your job, this wouldn’t be a problem.
I’m on a meeting with a call now getting yelled at by a client whose account team fucked up. Apparently the account team didn’t bother to do their job so they want to talk to those of us who know what the hell is going on. I’m so tired of getting yelled at on the behalf of people who refuse to do their fucking jobs.
So I’ve been kind of obsessed with Hozier’s new album lately, because… holy shit. (YouTube)
And I have a friend in Jersey who was like, ''I’m gonna buy Hozier tickets, who wants to come?"
And I realized it’s been over 7 damn years since I’ve been to a concert and I never visit people anymore, so I was like, ‘‘You know what, what the hell. If you score those tickets I will fly up there in March and we will go to a damned concert.’’
I was getting all excited and everything, and convincing myself that I’m not old.
Fucking things sold out in 24 minutes. :mad:
Hey, fuckface who is fortunately in an entirely different department at work: the fact that I am an American currently living abroad does not mean that you know my political beliefs on the issues back home, nor does it mean I have the slightest interest in discussing American politics with you.
Also, as it turns out, you’re completely ignorant on the the issue. I would in fact say you are at least as ignorant about American politics as I am about Australian!
And I’m an asshole, because I’ve been stewing over the intrusion into my Friday lunch break for over 24 hours now.
Other than arseholes intruding on your personal time and space, I hope things are going well, for you NinjaChick.