Yay VunderKid!
Why don’t my students ever do their readings? Whyyyyyyyyy?
You know, I know it’s wrong to be an energy hog, but DAY-UM, I am glad I can turn my own AC off and on. We are expecting 89 YOU ASS degrees here today with a cool down later in the week to mid eighties.
bobbio, don’t it curl your innards when you hear something like that has happened to your child? One of mine is currently up in Virginny at a Homeland Security conference (that’s her job with FDLE). She’s 26 years old but I couldn’t help but tell her to make sure to lock her doors and not talk to strangers. :rolleyes:
dotty, you sure you’re not really Cinderella and those are the ugly step-sisters?
Many press releases to do today…with earth-shaking, mind-boggling news. 
Tupug
Good job Vunderkidlet!!! If that was me, the cops would have come into the store and found me changing into clean boxers.
I just got my internet back, we were out all morning.
:: shudder ::
Hi everybody!
I’m not a happy camper. I hate this project! Someday it will be in better shape and I won’t be so filled with grrr.
I have to post the e-mail exchange between ex-friend and me…
Wow! I didn’t expect such venom! The stuff about the hospital is true, except I didn’t know she was dying. I called several times and spoke with her husband to check on her condition, when she had complications from back surgery. She was in the hospital about an hour away, and was surrounded by family. I found out after she was home how sick she really was, and her husband never told me how serious it was.
I did apologize for hurting her feelings then, but now it seems like she didn’t really forgive me. This was about 3-1/2 years ago.
I want to at least say, “Sorry you feel that way,” but I guess I ended the friendship first, and I should just leave it. I really wish she would have apologized (better) for leaving me hanging this last time, and things wouldn’t be this bad. Damn.
Hubby told me that I’m his best friend, and made me get all teary-eyed.
Oh well, back to work.
Good Lord! So instead of just saying, sorry, I’m bad like that and I promise to be there…and THEN talk about the issues between you, she went off in a huff.
And you want to be her friend? Run away!
I need to do some laundry. I’m a bit down today, really. Been reflecting on my life and choices and stuff. Not pleasant. I know things are changing, but it seems to take so long. And then there is the spectre of it all changing for the worse–and of course I mindf*ck that to death. Never mind-I’ll go mutter in a corner and rock for awhile…
Regardless, it IS a nice day out there. Perhaps I’ll concentrate on small things.
Rebo, it sounds to me like she feels bad about what she did to you and now she wants to find a way to make you feel worse than she does. It’s not fair, but some people are a bit twisted that way.
Rigs - we have sun at last, want some? It means I won’t mildew on the way home!
I haven’t been able to get online much, so I’ve missed a lot of stuff in the thread, but I’m still here. Today I go in search of Bacon Salt! I hope they aren’t out again. I want to get some for me and some for my aunt, who looooooves bacon but of course nobody should eat it in the quantities she wants to eat it.
Rebo - if she’s that type of person, you are better off without her.
I’m feeling very guilty right now. I found out the husband of someone I really don’t like very much walked out on her, and I cannot muster up any sympathy for her. All I can think is “well, if you hadn’t had your head up your mother’s ass for the entire four years of your marriage, maybe you would have a husband”. I just can’t find any sympathy for her. She told a mutual friend “I was a basket case last week (he left on Thursday) but now (last night) I’m ready to move on”. Day-um. Must have been some marriage if she can recover in less than a week. I don’t blame him for leaving.
My task for the day is to start stripping the louvered doors I’m turning into a jewelry display. Envy me.
Boy, it seems to be the week of less-than-nice people. First there’s Dotty’s in-laws. Then Rebo’s “friend”… yeah, some friend. And the woman **SCL **mentioned. What happened to all the nice people? I think we need to go around and teach people how to be nice. 'Cause we’re nice, dammit!
Bite me.
I’m having a Lipton SoupWorks bowl (chicken & wild rice) for lunch. The instructions are to fill to the fill line with hot water, then microwave on high for 5 minutes. It cautions that the bowl may be hot.
I feel that this is insufficient warning. What it should say is: “Bowl may require the use of steel tongs to handle. Do not place within 5 meters of anything that may melt when exposed to molten heat.”
It’s a good thing I mistook a small crease halfway down the bowl for the fill line, as it gave me some room to add enough cold water to bring it down below the temperature of plasma.
Also, somehow my cell phone’s battery became discharged between the time I got to work and the time I went to use it just now. No idea how it happened – but I think it’s another one of those bugs in the Treo 680. Dumb thing.
Rebo - Eesh. Drama queen. Frankly, if someone can’t let something go, especially when it’s been explained how the supposedly upsetting event occurred and it turned out to be some miscommunication, then that’s not the sort of friend you want around. Dumb guilt trips are lame. So is trying to shift blame.
I only came in here because you guys are up to four pages on Tuesday. Yeesh! Chatty Cathies, all of you! 
So you feel your task is to make sure the length of the thread doesn’t get completely out of hand? I join you in your righteous crusade!
… wait… :smack:
It’s the puns. They’re like roadside accidents. They’re terrible tragedies, but everyone still has to stop and rubberneck and then chat about them afterwards. Just hope that Spats doesn’t pop by or we’ll be at page 7 by tomorrow. 
Jeez, I’m getting old, I can’t keep up with the MMP. Appropriate whatevers to whoevers. Swampy, if I ever see you I’m gonna tweak your nose for subjecting me to the puns.
Welbywife and I went to the Annapolis Boat Show this weekend and had lots and lots of fun. Piccies are here.
Beyond that, I’m just trying to make it through another week without losing what little remains of my sanity.
Am I the only one who noticed this…? {{{Rigs}}}
Talk about it here if you want to. I’m sure I’m not the only one who’ll lend a sympathetic ear.
**Rebo **-- Sheesh! Good riddance, there… what do you care what she thinks? Do you care what every crazy moron on the planet thinks of you!?
**Mork **-- if you only added half the amount of water, of course the damn thing came out of the [del]nuke device[/del] microwave completely scalding! Next time, try adding the corrent amount of water – water absorbs the microwave like nobody’s business, and it will keep the temperature of the container down.
**Haze *– I think you’re not intimidating enough. You should come into class wearing your CFM boots and black leather, brandishing a [del]whip[/del] clothes-line (why, yes, I am afraid of lame Tigers… why do you ask?) – Then they’ll pay attention. At least to you, if not to the classwork…
***Tigs **-- I hope when you said you’re getiing your meds refilled Tuesday that meant today and not next week? :eek: In any case – feel better!!
:Shoves chocolate cake through cd drive for rigs:
I’m sorry you’re having a down day. I hope tomorrow is better. Don’t make up terrible ways for everything to go haywire.
Back from grocery-ing and lunch (N.O.L) and I think I’ll have a short nap before tackling the dishes and then running off to work.
{{{{rigs}}}}
I am feeling exhausted - HRH was (figuratively, not literally thank Og) running rings around me today, so I am off to bed. See you all in the mornin’! Night-night.
She’ll be doing that literally soon enough! I love the crawling stage, but it can get tricky.
Noone–I’d insert a bad joke about how I need more than an ear, but never mind… I’m ok. Just sometimes it’s hard to be patient and then there’s this whole can’t see into the future concept which is so completely effed up of God–I mean, would it kill anyone to know what they’re going to be doing in say, a year? Ok, so maybe it would–but it’d make me sleep better if I knew I was not going to lose the house and kids in the pending divorce (which won’t happen until I’m done with grad school and IF I get up the courage to do it). So, sometimes I get a bit down about it all. Too bad we can’t get do-overs. I’d go back to age 22 and change so many, many things. But that’s another thread.
Ok. It’s been self-indulgent Rigby day. No more pity party. I ahve school today and work tomorrow and it’s nap time NOW!
Lissla-your chocolate cake is nummy. Tell Ninjachef that I said to cut it out with the whole nausea thing. You’re supposed to be enjoying this pregnancy by now, not ralphing every other day through your nose. How is the new washer/dryer?
Rebo I’m with rigs on this, run away, run far, far, far, away!
Snakes it’s ok not to feel bad about the “tragedies” of awful people. Perhaps it wouldn’t have been so “tragic” if she wasn’t so awful.
taxi I say that when we see people bein’ rude we should walk up to 'em and say. BE NICE, DAMMIT!. Or we could just get BE NICE, DAMMIT! tshirts to wear in public. Or we could publish our own etiquette book and title it BE NICE, DAMMIT!. Personally I think a combo of all three would be good.