It’s a lot like Thursday the 12th or Wednesday the 11th…
I was going to do my taxes. Then decided to do them Sat.
The IRS is scary enough without tempting fate doing taxes on Friday the 13th.
I’ve had weird stuff happen on Friday the 13th. Not every time. But enough that I prefer not to tempt fate.
Two words: water bottle.
We’ve been working our tails off at work lately, and my manager sent an email to my team this morning that we can all plan to leave an hour earlier than whatever time we were gonna leave. (We work slightly staggered shifts.) So that was AWESOMEPANTS.
OTOH, the Other Shoe and I have been fighting lately and are having some problems, but that’s been more chronic than anything I can attribute to Friday The Thirteenth.
I give it a B+ overall. Ask me again an hour before my usual quittin’ time - I’m sure I’ll upgrade it to an A- by then. (And hopefully be in a sunny enough mood to start making things better at home.)
I overdrafted my checking account today. It’s my own fault because I just forgot to go online and transfer the money from another account. :mad:
I usually don’t work Friday nights, but I switched with another girl so I have to go in tonight. Here’s hoping I make some great Friday the 13th tips!
I just ran out of welding wire and my wife’s gone off somewhere with the car. Job had it easy.
I hear that dinosaurs tip well.
Oh man, that would be awesome! To bad my coffee shop is mostly frequented by high school kids or NA meetings. There are a few odd ducks, but they usually come during the day.
This day brought with it a whirlwind of blood and fire. But that happens whenever I’m around, so I guess it’s been an average day.
There’s a huge and mysterious root right in the middle of where I was planting my astilbes. I have no idea what it’s growing from or just how big it is but it sure put a damper on my gardening today.
So far, so good. I was a half hour late to work, but will get paid for it anyway because my boss allows us to use annual paid leave for such things. I got my taxes done, will get back a little from the federal and owe a little less to the state. I had a decent lunch for cheap money here at the job. Planning on going home in a few minutes and watching a DVD of the last few episodes of “The Wire” this evening.
Other than getting utterly soaked over lunch during an unusually wet (for LA) thunderstorm, I’m having a pretty good day. My pants still haven’t dried off two hours later, though.
Friday 13s are my favorite days of the year! I’m at a conference, and I managed to book a seat in row 13 of the plane for both legs, and today on the 13th itself I gave my paper to favorable reviews and compliments (including from Mark Volman, founder of the Turtles, who’s been attending the music sessions here). Not quite the 13th, but yesterday I shared a 26 floor elevator ride with George Takei, neat! He’s very nice, and was worried I was going out in the rain without an umbrella.
I’ve also had favorable talks in getting proposals in for a book project, and just came back from a nice ferry ride across the harbor to see the USS Constitution.
It’s been loads of fun.
Next year, 2013, my birthday falls on a Friday the 13th. Yay!!!
Am I the only one who misread this as “There’s a huge and mysterious right foot in the middle of where I was planting my astilbes,” ?
Anyhow, as for my day. It started at midnight by having sex so good with my girlfriend that she came almost as soon as we started. God was that amazing.
When I woke up, I didn’t have a migraine. First time in weeks.
I possibly got a job that is just half a mile from my house, as did my girlfriend at the same business.
I found out the dollar general that is half a mile from my house (other direction) sells coke in their cooler for $1. Said coke comes in a glass bottle and is made with sugar. Pure nirvana.
The tombstone pizza I bought for dinner had twice the amount of pepperoni it normally has.
My weight was down 3lbs this morning.
One of my cats is gone. (This is a good thing. I was taking care of 11.)
So all in all, a very good day.
Am I the only one who misread this as “There’s a huge and mysterious right foot in the middle of where I was planting my astilbes,” ?
Anyhow, as for my day. It started at midnight by having sex so good with my girlfriend that she came almost as soon as we started. God was that amazing.
When I woke up, I didn’t have a migraine. First time in weeks.
I possibly got a job that is just half a mile from my house, as did my girlfriend at the same business.
I found out the dollar general that is half a mile from my house (other direction) sells coke in their cooler for $1. Said coke comes in a glass bottle and is made with sugar. Pure nirvana.
The tombstone pizza I bought for dinner had twice the amount of pepperoni it normally has.
My weight was down 3lbs this morning.
One of my cats is gone. (This is a good thing. I was taking care of 11.)
So all in all, a very good day.
Got up bright and early for the first day of my new job. Found that my car’s battery was dead, for reasons unknown. I call my boss and explain the situation, then I stand around, in the rain, desperately trying to find a friend with a car who will actually answer their phone, and wondering how it can be that my parking lot is soo deserted at 8:00 am.
Eventually, I get to work, and we go to a supplier to get me flame-retardant clothing. After we leave, we get a call informing me that they had found my passport in the changing room there. So I had to drive back after work.
I kinda dread tonight.
Pretty typical Friday. Nothing particularly good or bad has happened to me.
<Tor> TIME FOR USE THE FORCE? </Tor>
Awakened by darling husband telling the big kids to be quieter so as not to wake me up… and things went downhill from there. Crushing headache of unknown variety - not a migraine, not sinus, maybe I have meningitis? Brain tumor? I almost wish it were a hangover! Postal carrier did her lazy ass “I honked, but no one came out, so I left a card instead of your package” thing. We’ve done this dance before. She has never once seen our dogs unsecured. Two are indoors, one is kenneled. She has heard the kenneled dog bark, so she won’t come anywhere near our front door. At least this time it wasn’t a time-sensitive delivery.
And the microwave died.
I’m in an easy going rebuild phase so no taking any chances. For me, bad luck means injury. I ran easy in the morning, biked the afternoon and walked before dinner. Now pigging out for the evening. What could possibly happen?
Well, the Tigers lost. The Wings probably will too. I don’t care.
Tornados across Norman including the campus of Univ of Oklahoma.
Lots of damage in the town, some injuries, no fatalities.
More storms on their way! 