There is a good reason why I’m not allowed to cook in my own home.
Now for another cat rant. All of our cats wear collars. The tags say “Lost Cat, Reward phone number.” Ok, they have our phone number but you get it. Steve the house feral wears one, it was put on him under meds. They are break free collars.
Our rotten Bratly Catly not only took her collar off, she broke the prongs so I have to get her another one. At least I was able to find the broken collar so I won’t have to get a new tag made.
Pint Sized Pit to the dumb bitch who I waited for to pass in front of me so I could pull out and make a left turn. No turn signal, but she turns on my road anyway.
OK, everyone makes mistakes—we all forget to use our indicator once in a while . . . . . . . except said dumb bitch was talking with her hand and head buried in the cell phone! AWWWWWWWW major violation, HONEY. Not only are you not hands free, but disregarding other drivers so much, but that its OK, we will WAIT for you to make your turn, because after all, how can we possibly ask you to hit your right turn signal with only one hand free?
Same goes for the idiots who are slow to get on the elevator—because they are texting on their phone. Oh, no, thats OK, Ill hold the door open button while you finish picking out an emoji. EXcuuuuuuuse meet . . . I know you cant tell because you won’t look up from your fucking iPhone: BUT THE DOORS ARE OPEN. Me and the 5 other passengers are WAAAAITING!!! HURRY THE FUCK UP!!! I have a meeting at 8 am!
People like this make me pray for a zombie apocalypse so I can decapitate them without guilt.:mad:
A considerable number of relatives on my mom’s side of the family think that we need another president like Saint Ronnie so that America can become a Christian nation.
I haven’t been to a family reunion on that side since early college, in case you were wondering.
Thanks for the LOL at the idea of waking slowly up, blinking groggily as the world comes back into focus— what the hell is that noise? And why is it coming from the vicinity of my own chin?
ESPN.com: Why the eff would you have a banner at the top for scores, but not list them all? I have to click on the “MLB” tile to enable “View All” - which was not very discoverable and at my resolution I could barely read the tiny font, plus mousing over it the pointer obscured the words. I’m already side scrolling in that space - why not just show all of them? Ugh.
“Are you sure you want to Uninstall <program>? In the future, do not show me this message.” Oh really - in the future after I’ve uninstalled this program, and specifically, where that very setting is stored?
FUCK YOU autoplaying ads that even fucking autoplay after I’ve gone into Chrome’s settings and enabled “Let me choose when to run plugin content.” How is it that that crap is still a thing? Make it STOP.
Eat me stupid 3rd party Time sheet website that ONLY works in Internet Explorer so every single week I have to launch that tub of shit browser.
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Dang! Scooped by Morgyn! I just stumbled across the same picture from George Takei, and immediately thought of our beloved flatlined, too! (I’ll cook - you embroider. Everyone will be happier, unless there are cute firefighters who might show up if flatlined cooks.)
Also, I can’t get too very far up on my high horse - I was cooking dinner recently, had simmered a beautiful pasta sauce, and added it to the pasta for those last five crucial minutes, when kablooie! The tempered glass lid on the big stock pot exploded - glass shards everywhere. After sweeping up all of the glass, and ordering pizza, and having a glass of wine to calm my frazzled nerves, I threw away all of my tempered glass lids except for the one to the slow cooker. Tempered glass and I don’t seem to get along - ask me about the time I managed to break my mother’s dining room table. On Thanksgiving Day. An hour before dinner time. (I saved the pies.)
Otherwise, things are actually looking up a little bit around here. I’m kind of forcing myself to accomplish something positive - no matter how small - every day. And Tony is making a noticeable effort to do something - no matter how small - every day. Between us, we’ll get to where we need to be.
(And it helps that every day is one day closer to the houseguests moving out. Mama Houseguest had a physical the other day as part of her evaluation for SSDI - crossing fingers that she gets it on the first try! Plus, she applied for a reevaluation of child support - she literally has zero income right now, her ex husband makes six figures, and he has been paying $500 per month, zero health insurance. I can’t imagine that’s within state guidelines. And she has applied for subsidized housing. Fingers crossed that something positive happens on all of it.)
I recently set my cast iron skillet on fire, not once, but twice. It was quite spectactular. It was too hot for the oil and it flashed, so I put a lid on it and took it off the burner. A few minutes later I took the lid off, but it flashed again! I put it on the deck to cool while TheElf ran around the house opening window and cussing the smoke. I’m not usually that bad in the kitchen. (The pork chops I made in a different pan came out great, though.)
My boss has no “boss” in her whatsoever. She doesn’t push anyone to do anything. She’s just so niiiiice. Which is so annoying! My coworker gets out of doing anything she doesn’t want to. Grr!
Now it’s none of my business and mostly I don’t care but some things are important! tomorrow we have a directors meeting and she doesn’t want to go, so she’s not going. BUT, her event is next month and this is her only chance to go before the directors and pitch. Boss should say, no, you HAVE to go.
Fuck you and your stupid ios9 update Apple. I heard about this exciting multi-tasking feature all summer, cant wait for it, download the update, and lo and behold I only have an iPad 3, you need an iPad Air 2 or Pro to make it work. For fuckssake I’ve only had this iPad for 2 years and its already obsolete??? Other than that the update is bullshit.
I pit Freecycle no-shows. You are getting stuff FREE. Good stuff – a punch bowl with 24 cups – that you said you wanted and needed. And we agreed, in an email exchange around 8:30 yesterday morning that you’d pick it up “right away, or at least by 11 a.m.”?
So why are the boxes still sitting in my dining room???
And a perfunctory ‘Sorry, can we reschedule’ nearly 24 hours later is Not Good Enough. “One of my kids got hurt”, “My car wouldn’t start,” “The cat got out” – I’d accept almost any explanation, but you couldn’t even be bothered to think one up.
So, no, you may NOT reschedule. I’ll smash the punch bowl into shards before I let you have it.
(No, I won’t smash it, it’s lovely. And besides, six other people wanted it, too, so one of them will be happy. But that still doesn’t excuse your ditzy assishness.)
Oh, was not on that same bus on Tuesday, but I was last night. The woman mentioned above jumped up and ran up, almost to the front again. Got to my row, saw me, and stood there waiting.
Yeah, sit your ass down. You’ll still get off the bus.
Don’t your buses have rear exits? Why does she have to run up to the front? Or is she one of those privileged ladies who can’t be arsed to push open the door for themselves?
I do not mind the banner ads on my favorite sites. I’m being completely honest here. I understand that the operators of these sites have to keep the lights on and the salaries paid.
But please, in the name of keeping my dinner down, please find images other than nasty, slimy bugs/worms/leeches/snakes/other such things that should be killed with fire to showcase as I am humbly surfing the web. I really like the food I eat and would absolutely love not to hurl it back up.