Furbies are nowhere to be found in my part of town. I looked everwhere. I finally ordered on off AOL. He is sleeping right now.
And I was thinking the same thing about the bank story.
I have to go work a 14 hour shift at the emergency clinic again tonight. I better go catch a nap. I have already been up since 6:30 AM. I won’t get a chance to sleep again till 9 AM tomorrow.
I hope your furby doesn’t wake up just as you’re going to sleep.
Tuesday night, I got off work and went directly to a local coffee shop to study for a midterm with a guy from my class. I got home around midnight, and Matt was waiting for me at my house. Turns out he had gone to my workplace in attempt to surprise me, but I went out a side door and he was waiting at the front. He didn’t know I was going to be studying, so he went to my house and hung out with my roommates for an hour before one of them told him where I was. By that point, he knew I’d be home shortly, so he just waited. I walked in the backdoor, and he ran into the kitchen so he’d be the first person I saw. Of course, I was so surprised that I dropped my backpack, and it narrowly missed his foot. My mother told me that if he does anything cute like that again, she’ll fly up here and give him a medical consult.
Of course I took it back.
And my father gave me the advice: Examine your bank statements extra carefully for the next few months.
“We’re gonna have lawyers here. It’ll be a fun time.”
–R.R.S.
It’s hot and muggy here today in Michigan. Thank <insert deity of preference> that we splurged and bought a whole house Air conditioner last summer.
The garden is officially finished. All seeds planted. Straw put down for mulch. did all seeds except tomatoes. Watch me become violently allergic to all the veggies I planted come harvest time. … 
If that happens, I’m loading up all the corn, tomatoes, beans, radishes…etc into the rusted out Pick up, go down by the highway exit with a sign on it that says, " Help me pay my electric bill…buy my veggies."
I took my cat Max to the vet about a month ago because he was limping. The doctor couldn’t find anything particularly wrong with him, so he gave him some anti-inflammatory pills to cut down any pain from a twisted leg or something. It seemed to work, but now he’s limping again, although not nearly as bad. We took x-rays, and they were negative.
I hate to see him hurting.
If this isn’t a contender for the King of Random Occurrences, I don’t know what is.
Seven years ago I worked at a McDonald’s in Nashua NH. Some of us had worked together for quite a while and we’d become a good circle of friends. After I left for Georgetown I only kept in touch with one of them, and that fairly infrequently.
Last Saturday I was up in Chevy Chase MD, trying to find a gas station where a group I belong to was having a car wash and having no luck doing it. So I gave up, and cut through a residential neighborhood towards another street I knew was close by and had a Metro stop. So I’m walking through this neighborhood I’ve never been to before, enjoying the quiet shady sidewalks and nice houses, and I see a woman coming in the opposite direction pushing a baby stroller. “Gosh,” I say to myself, “that really looks like one of my old friends from Mickey D’s.” But I figure it’s not and keep on walking.
Suddenly I realize she’s stopped dead in her tracks and is staring directly at me. I look back and we both bust out laughing - it is indeed this old friend of mine, who’d just moved to MD a week ago and is living with her boyfriend’s parents. Haven’t seen each other for seven years and we run across each other on an empty residential street half a country away. So we go back to her place, catch up on what’s gone on, smoke a fatty and I go home. It was probably the coolest Sunday I’ve had in a long time.
Cave Diem! Carpe Canem!
“Were you out on the lake today kissing your brain?”- The Man with Two Brains
A woman was murdered on the 18th floor of my office building this week. She was found under her desk by a cleaning woman, her had bashed in with a bat. Many people in our building are very paranoid right now.
Isn’t that the scariest thing when someone dies in a violent manner in the same building you live/work in? About three years ago, the upstairs neighbor in the apartment right above our heads shot one of the other neighbors across the hall from him, then turned the gun on himself. I’ve never heard gunshots so close before (this guy used a sawed off shotgun, so the boom was very loud). I’m still paranoid about it, to this day, and we don’t even live there anymore.
Shadowfox
I have been traveling to Dallas on business quite frequently lately. I arrive on Tuesday and stay the remainder of the week. The last three Tuesdays I have ushered in tragedy:
Tuesday #1 - Woman jumps from top of building accross the street, 32 stories
Tuesday #2 - Man drags woman, at gunpoint, into restaurant where we often eat lunch. One wounded, no fatalities
Tuesday #3 - Major traffic accident near our building, at least one fatality
People are starting to look at me funny and ask when I’m coming back…
The overwhelming majority of people have more than the average (mean) number of legs. – E. Grebenik
Last night, computers were self-destructing whenever I went near them. I wouldn’t have minded, except two of them were ones I was using, and one had the magazine on it. I still haven’t heard anything back about what happened with that computer. Worst case scenario, we go from having about 30 minutes of work left to having about five or six hours.
I finally got around to sending off that letter to America’s Greatest Pets. Mick’s cancer is spreading and his seizures are becoming more frequent. I’d love to get him on TV before we have to put him to sleep.
I love this this thread. What a great idea!
Ok, so I’m kinda new.
I’m going to Chicago tomorrow for the day. My friend and I just decided to go for the heck of it. Gunna go to the Sears Tower, I’ve never been before. I’m not sure what else we are going to do, I’m sure we’ll find something! I just remembered a friend of mine is having a scrapbooking “party” at my house this thursday. I totally forgot to sent out the invites! No one will show!
My boyfriend just moved a long way away (as in 1/3 of a continent away,long way away). I’m freakin out! I’ve decided I need a hobby! I tried the whole scrapbooking thing, thus the party this thursday. I’m not creatine enough for that. So now, I’ve decided maybe I’ll learn to play the piano, or take martial arts classes. Any suggestions out there?
Gotta go to bed now, big day tomorrow!
Fun - Chicago - Yeah!
Linear: You’re not creatine enough for the scrapbooking? Maybe you should try bodybuilding!
Mr. Rilch and I went to see Austin Powers 2 today. Freakin’ HILARIOUS. The opening sequence was a howl. Anyway, we come back, and when I got out of the house, I happened to look at the post that separates our parking space from the next one. Instead of having a rounded top, it has more of a saucer. In it was a roach, as in used to be a joint. I’m fairly certain who left it there. I threw it away; I also like to smoke, and since the post is adjacent to my parking space, it could have led to further investigation. There’s a cop living in our building, too. Whoever left it there has some huevos.
Remember, I’m pulling for you; we’re all in this together.
—Red Green
Last night I was watching a documentary on The Learning Channel about sideshow freaks. I knew one of the people in that documentary.
The other day I bought a buttercreme scented candle. I am burning it right now and my whole apartment smells like I am baking the sweetest, richest vanilla cake in the world. It is making me hungry!
C’mon pikers! MpSims can rev to heights of GD!