Who moved my cheese?
I did!
We were out of shredded cheddar here and the shop and I forgot to stop to buy some yesterday. This morning as I was taking a bag of fruit out of the home fridge to bring to work I noticed a partial bag of the kind of cheese that we use here at work. And so… I took it! Or rather I should say I took it back. My dad has a tendency to go grocery shopping here at my place. :rolleyes: (Yes, I did leave him enough to make an omelet for breakfast.)
From your shop? Wow. That’s real supportive. Next vendor bill you get, give it to him to pay.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienated here. I survived the commute from kitchen to study without incident. Traffic was light through the livin’ room this mornin’. 
gt because I’m all about equal opportunity… Just For You!
Ok, to the workpile. Later Y’all!
Then there’s the version we sang in WLaf:
*Hail to those mutherfuckers
Hail to those big cocksuckers!
Hail, hail, to Michigan,
The cesspool of the west!
Hail! to those fornicators!
Hail! to those masturbators!
Hail, hail, to Michigan,
The cesspool of the west!
*
Muck Fichigan!
Well, the procurer of flying livestock is off to Boston today…
I wonder what creature he’ll bring home from that magical place…
(None probably- he’s only off for the day!).
Morning!
Um.
That’s about it!
And yes, Bumba, that guy I was living with was definitely Up To No Good. Gettin’ me pregnant, and then runnin’ off… well, he left this mornin’… well, for work…
Sorry, Nava. 
Driving Husband is coming over so Nat can freak out at him. I don’t get it. DH isn’t even a little bit scary. Well, I don’t think so.
Time Killer - I hope you waved in my general direction as you zoomed past! Actually, as you were in Nottingham, you could have waved to my mum. She’d like that.
Today I am playing with a large database of students’ photos. I have to make up class lists for our tutorial sessions and I am making up sheets with the photos of each student in each group just to help the tutors work out who’s who. Aren’t I kind?
As a reward for my labours, tonight I will be out for beerverages!
Morning folks! Up and caffeinated, at work, caffeinating some more.
Today is my Firday, as I’m taking off tomorrow and Friday since ahem tomorrow is 9/18 … I won’t say how old I am though! No plans to do anything either, except for a few excursions with my daughter over the weekend. And I’m hoping to get some good Indian food for dinner.
Good morning, my mumper friends!
I’m still waiting for the power to be turned on at work. <sigh> I received a text from the boss that said “maybe noon.” We’ll see.
Maybe I’ll get the painting stuff out… nah. I’ve lost my motivation.
Oh, I got some more info last night about the motorcycle guy and Alan and the gun. Turns out that quite a while after the “slow down” incident, Alan saw a snake in his yard and brought out a .22 pellet gun. He never shot it. Motorcycle guy (MG) called the cops, and said Alan pointed it at him, which was BS, of course. Cops searched Alan’s house for another gun, because MG said he had an “assault weapon.” :rolleyes:
So, as a result of his ass-hattery, MG was discovered to have been stealing (for a long time) both water and electricity, and has had both his meters taken away. He’s a renter, not an owner, so he won’t be long for the neighborhood.
Ain’t gossip fun?
I kept thinking “why is 9-18 important? I mean, ok, it’s Herbs’ birthday, but it was something else and it can’t be the Compulsory Dinner Out at work, it was something important, unlike Compulsory Dinners Out, which are a pain and not important…”
THE NIECE IS DUE TOMORROW!!!
That does deserve three exclamation marks, doesn’t it?
After The Nephew came in a bit early, SiL (who is nothing if not “programmed”) expected The Niece to also come early. Mom is putting her money of The Niece being late, a real picky eater (The Nephew eats like a champion bull) and, as predicted by SiL’s Best Friend when The Nephew was due, to mentally take after her Auntie Nava and refuse to wear anything pink, ruffled or involving bows.
We’ll see. But if she does like Bratz I’m buying her Action Man figures 
Well,** rosie**, he does help me out here whenever I need him. Mostly I guess it was kind of funny.
My laptop is acting kind of weird, it won’t keep the wireless signal for more than 2 minutes at a time. Coincidentally there are three screws missing from it and two of them are in the location of the wireless connection thingy. I’m hoping that when I get the screws replaced this afternoon that the problem will cease to exist. Incidentally, I’ve lost count at how many screws have fallen out of this thing. Is this normal for laptops?
Zoooooom… :Screeching tires:
Hi!
**Pie **-- hope you feel better soon.
**Lili **-- if Nat has already figured out what cat’s are for, he’s going to be one intelligent little rascal
**Nava **-- preemptive Mazel Tov! headed you way for Denise (just don’t let them call it Denephew if by a major fluke the gender turns out to be different! :p)
Hi, Olives! Long time no see!
**Ivory **-- maybe he’ll get you a flying party hat. Shaped like a tea bag, of course!
Yays, boos etc… to all the rest. Gropes to selected targets (you know who you are – or at least who you want to be ;))
:releasing brake: Bye! Vrooooom!
Well, ok, but I usually don’t allow gropes without dinner first.
GRRRRRRR… People are gettin’ on my nerves yet again! Y’all remember that confirmation class I’m supposed to teach? Well, it didn’t happen last night because most of the group decided to call and say they couldn’t make it. This after much discussion and deciding on Tuesday nights. GRRRRRR… So, armed as I am with a list of names and addresses, I am sending out a letter sayin’ the class will be 9:15 A.M. - 10:15 A.M. on Sunday mornings. Either show up for class or don’t get confirmed. Ok, nicer than that, but dangit there has to be a time and I am arbitrarily settin’ said time.
Ok, I’m all better now.
Le sigh… back to the workpile.
Later Y’all!
You’ll have to settle for a plain Lunch, I’m afraid…
:eek:
Hey! :mad: Don’t be dissing ALL of New York State based just on Downstate! Take a trip up to the Adirondacks or the Finger Lakes or, well, basically anywhere north of Poughkeepsie, and it’s a completely different place than the suburban hell that is much of Downstate. (The City is an entity unto itself and is wonderful in an entirely different way… as long as you can leave after about 24 hours!) Upstate’s got lakes (We’ve got two of the Great Lakes too!), and mountains and trees and just a lot of beautiful scenery.
I’m an ambassador for my home state as well!
Glad SIL is doing a bit better, FCM. He’s lucky to have you guys pushing him to gain some maturity and responsibility.
Bumba, it was Cancun, not Impanema!
I jumped on the bandwagon and made Death Chicken last night. I wasn’t planning to, but the chicken I’d taken out of the freezer yesterday morning was thighs, not the breasts I’d been expecting, so… well, it seemed like fate. But I found I didn’t have white rice so we made a variation with brown basmati rice. Not sure what that’d be called, but it was a big success!
Morning.
I managed to stumble into work at a reasonable hour this morning and am pretty much done everything on my to-do list before I’d polished off my second coffee of the day. Huzzah.
Now it just remains to be seen if I can sneak out around 4:30pm, as we’ve got company coming over for dinner tonight. We’re feeding a friend of The Boy’s, who has recently become quite the jet-setting superstar director on the festival circuit, so clearly I’ve got to make something appropriate for his newly elevated status. 
Also, I have to agree with taxi… upstate New York is absolutely breathtaking, all rolling hills with postcard-perfect towns nestled in the valleys. It’s been maybe 5-6 years since I last took a road trip though there, but I remember it very fondly. (Ithaca is on the list of must-go places, mostly because I have to eat at the Moosewood at least once before I shuffle off this mortal coil).
Good morning. Yet another thrilling day here at work.
I’ve managed to run some reports and complete some required training via web. I hate web based training.
Hmm, I guess I’ve got nothing interesting to add at the moment. Since that’s the case, I should get back to work.
Laters…
:: zoooooom ::
Work has been busy this morning. I’ve been helping out another group getting some reports checked because they’re changing systems.
::mooooooz ::
So, clueless people forgot to confirm a confirmation? Did any nice people conform to the plea to confirm confirmation, making them classy conforming confirmers of confirmation class?
I have absolutely no idea what any of that means. What exactly is being confirmed here?
ETA: It’s too early for me to contemplate confirmation without copious caffeine.
Morning, all. I stayed up way too late last night finishing the witnesswhospeakstoodamnfast, and then really did not want to get out of bed this morning, lying there all snuggly and warm under my blankies while the cool breeze wafted o’er me. Or something. Anyway, I did get up, but it was under protest. I’m protesting to myself.
Lots of goings on here today. Gropings, cheese-movings, dudeings – I wish I had the energy to participate. So I’ll just say Rosie’s sig to you all and try to work up some motivation!