:eek: :mad:
So, I’ve learned that one can wear out the buttons on an e-reader. This gives me a :(, because I really liked my reader and don’t want to get another one. Tree huggers are me. I really hate replacing electronic stuff, so bad for the environment.
Bill is flying back to Keystone tomorrow night, with no ETA as to when he will be home. Its strange, when I was living in a different state and he wasn’t with me, I missed him, but just carried on. This is much different.
Not only do I miss him a lot more, I worry about if he has clean under ware and what he’s eaten for breakfast.
I can’t offer you any comfort about “hassle,” but there shouldn’t be any expense. Call the vendor ASAP, and explain the issue. Get escalated to a supervisor level if necessary (but ONLY if necessary). Tell them you want a correctly-sized bra shipped to you overnight, along with, if they want the wrong one back, a pre-paid return label.
Do all this with a minimum of rancor, and it should all be fixed at no expense to you at all. And if all goes well, the only hassle will be waiting a couple of extra days for your new bra (particularly if you tell them that you discovered the problem after trying to fasten the bra after it had already been in contact with your nipples; they may consider that to make it unusable for their needs).
what is it with people who need to talk constantly? If we converse briefly, then after it’s clearly concluded I turn away and start doing something else, why do you need to stand there for however long, then say, “yeah, so I’ll just (go do the thing we just talked about and keep talking about it for a little longer.)” Just go fucking do it! there’s no need to keep flapping your gums about it. Why can’t you recognize that the conversation is over?!?
and I don’t feel great about disliking things like this, 'cos the people I encounter like that are otherwise good folks.
Anti rant. I was furious at Pearl Vision a week ago. I bought new glasses from them recently. The frames broke a few days ago. They gave me temporary frames for a few days. Then they gave me entirely new glasses. So I have two new pairs. I did pay three hundred dollars out of pocket even with insurance but I have a very high prescription and went for several extras. So a cheer and a half for Pearl Vision.
I hate that my parents think it’s okay to fart loudly whenever they feel like it. :mad:
So, I was helping Bill pack to leave and we started sitting on the bed and holding hands. Suddenly, we heard thumping noises. thump, thump, THUMP.
Giggling and distraction happened at the idea that we were moving our very solid bed hard enough to bang the wall.
After the hand holding stopped, the THUMPING continued. We looked around and learned that Lucky managed to get locked in the closet. I so love our idiot cats.
My curling club ran out of beer on the last weekend of the season. This is incomprehensible. The words “curling club” and “out of beer” should not occur in the same sentence, ever. In any language. At any time.
Wha…? But that’s the Eleventh End!
(like the Nineteenth Hole in golf-- unlimited beer, and bottles of harder stuff brought in, are just as important as any old stones being slid down the ice…
in the club I grew up in, the winning team provided the hootch… to show that no one was ever ‘losing’ in curling)
Is Lucky the one that keeps winding up in the trash? 
That’s…that’s…unpossible!!!1!!! :eek:
OH
MY
GAWD!!!
How could anyone be expected to do stupid stuff like that without the beer? This is coming from someone who is the undisputed weenie bite winner in Arizona. Mustard and uncooked hotdogs. It takes lots of beer to get me going for that event.
We’ve fixed the trash problem. We’ve fixed the Bob problem. Bob doesn’t really hate Lucky, Lucky is just an idiot. Spike, who was kicked in the head is smarter than Lucky when it comes to getting locked up in strange places.
I’m sorry to have to break this to you, but you’re turning into a wife. Before the wedding, even.
Bill, I truly enjoy your show and I’m totally down with the general leftist slant. But stop mocking Catholic priests and traditionally-attired West Asians as “men who wear dresses”. What are you, eight years old?
That’s what I say!
On the other hand, the way that you run out of beer is by drinking beer, so in hindsight, maybe I shouldn’t be surprised.
It’s…not? Sure, out in public I try to remember not to do so, but at home, I let my fart flag fly freely.
Hmm, good point.
I think I need to mini-pit myself. Every single person in my life is pissing me off and being irritating, and it’s hard to avoid the conclusion that it’s not them, it’s me.
I’ll try the Kalm (herbal remedy) tablets first I think, don’t really want to go down the medical route, but clearly something ain’t right with me just now.
Um, if everyone in your life is pulling shit on this level, then it’s really not you, it’s them.
And BTW, if your toddler managed to make it through that day without also picking up the phrase ‘load of fucking bollocks’, you’re a better mother than I am.
Ow, ow, ouch! Orthodontist appt. this morning to get my braces adjusted. Ow! I pit myself for going through this at age 31, when I could have done it at 18, and it would all be in the past, now. I also could’ve avoided 13 extra years of jaw pain, and needless wear of my teeth. Not to mention I look ridiculous. 
I’ve been meaning to sign up for an Open University course for the last few years, with the aim of actually getting a degree. I dropped out of university after one semester, due to life, over ten years ago. Now I’ve finally got time, money and computer access available, I thought I’d check it out again, after trying one of their short courses a few years back (when I was working full time).
I knew there was a funding cut last year, and the prices had gone up, but holy crap I didn’t realise how much- the first course I was going to do used to be £650, with major discounts available to those on low income. Now it’s £2500, with no low income discounts, just a loan available?! That used to be almost the cost of a whole degree, now that’s the cost of half of ‘level one’- less than a 6th of the total, and the prices only go up from there!
The Open University used to be a decent low cost way for people in England to get a nationally recognised tertiary education, via correspondence, part time, generally while working. Now it’s more freaking expensive than a full time residential degree was 10 years ago. There is no way I can afford the £20,000 plus it would cost to do this. That’s just crazy.