(shiver)

It’s very, very, cold outside right now.

Very.

And the furnace has stopped working.

It had broken down a few months ago and been fixed, after several unsuccessful attempts; it broke down last night and was fixed this morning, only to break down again by noon.

Now, after twenty minutes, the space heater is no longer responding to well-placed kicks and heated (a pun?) profanity.

I hate winter.

I have one word for you tiny… BAKE!!!


I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!

Has kelli-belli changed her user name?

Just say no.

Loverock used smilies, and see where it got him?

Is it just me or does the combination of this being posted by “tiny cow” (in all lowercase letters), being called “(shiver)”, and the fact that everything seems to be going wrong for this person make this one of the most pitiful threads you have ever seen? It just makes me want to hug the little bovine!


The Top 10 Greatest Things About Procrastination:

The space heater not work?
If the water heater still works draw yourself the hottest bath in the world.
Let the hot bath water heat by convection.

Add a few candles to dougs suggestion and it should be positively toasty. Hell, bake a pan of muffins to eat in there while your at it.

Can you tell some of us have lived in shitty apartments before?

<font size=1>moo</font>

The only hugging a bovine needs is between 2 hamburger buns while smothered in cheese and A1.


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Mullinator, the 15th commandment says-

Thou shalt not eat tiny cow.

tiny, go wrap up in some blankets and snuggle down under the hay


Ayesha

I don’t know Ayesha.

Since I am married, I would think that would fall somewhere into the 6th or 10th commandments.

I am very very glad today that I set 4 alarms every evening to wake me up in the morning. Due to a power outage last night, 2 of the alarms went off, 2 didn’t.

Also, apparently due to the power outage, something seems to have happened to my apartment’s heating system; it was blowing out cool air this morning.

So, I’m right there with ya, tiny. Shiver shiver.

I’d also like to report a MIRACLE! There was some light precipitation last night, which froze, which made most streets and parking lots like sheets of glass. This morning, as I drove to school…people on the street were driving SANELY! I mean, taking it easy, keeping their distance, going slow, braking with plenty of room…never have I seen Lubbock drivers behave so rationally.

Open the oven door, turn on the oven, make sure it lights, ah heat. Very nice too…


“I have gathered a posie of other men’s flowers, and nothing but the
thread that binds them is mine own.”

It sounds like a good time to go to a movie. Or to Home Depot and walk around a bit - you might find a new space heater. Or stay in bed with an extra quilt, a dog, a cup of hot chocolate and your favourite book.

StG

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Anyhow. Another attempt was made to fix the furnace again this morning. So far, so good. I sit, happily bathed in mild warmth and contentment, wrapped in my comforter and not in hamburger buns, cheese and A1.

Thanks for the suggestions, too. I think it’s time to add to Frankie’s good news thread.


Aquí nos paga veinte muertos, teniente.

Man, at least tiny cow isn’t blaming me!


“People must think it must be fun to be a super genuis,
But they don’t realize how hard it is
to put up with all the idiots in the world.”
– Calvin and Hobbes
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Oh, believe me, I cursed Your Holy Name more than a few times yesterday.

Go ahead, smite me for blasphemy.

I dare you.


Aquí nos paga veinte muertos, teniente.

Congrats little cow! Glad to see you’re no longer a beefcicle!


If you feel that you must suffer, then plan your suffering carefully–as you choose your dreams, as you conceive your ancestors.

::::trying really hard to smite tiny cow:::::


“People must think it must be fun to be a super genuis,
But they don’t realize how hard it is
to put up with all the idiots in the world.”
– Calvin and Hobbes
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/

<font face=“comic sans MS” size=5>Hey! Iamthecowgodmoo! Knock it off, or improve your Cowgoddamn aim! All our milk just went sour!!! (No kidding! 3 different jugs, all at once! The fridge works fine, & the ‘use-by’ dates are nowhere near expired! :confused: )</font>


With magic, you can turn a frog into a prince. With science, you can turn a frog into a Ph.D, and you still have the frog you started with.