You’re only slowly being driven there? Damn, man, hop on in! I’ll be your chauffer to loonie-ville…
Oh, wait, that’s NOT what you watned?
Actually my wife says for me it’s not really a drive…more of a short putt.
I’m sorry about your short putts. 
No, “short putts” was one of my college roommates, who was a compulsive neatnik with absolutely no sense of humor. Not to be confused with “skinny jackass” who went to bed at 9pm and got up at 5am, when he would study with the radio on while I was trying to sleep.
Heyyyyy… You must have gotten -my- old college roomate (skinny jackass)!!
Make room on the couch, please.
After 11 months of being unemployed, i graciously agreed to help a friend of mine today with a monumentally small, but important, task, and screwed it up completely. i feel completely worthless and like a total ass at the moment.
No problem, ArrMatey.
Scoots over on couch
And it’s pre-warmed for you, see?
Care for a kitten? How about some pizza? Blankets? There’s plenty to share.
I know just how you feel, my friend. I’ve had a very long and humbling day, myself.
Everybody, wish me luck. I’ve got about 3 and a half hours until I have my one and only interview for a grad assistant position that’s available for the summer. I’m taking deep breaths and trying not to be too stressed.
Good luck, Scrib!
My friend ended up forgiving me instantly… After I spent the evening rubbing her feet. Apparently I’m pretty good at that.
And yes, a kitten and a blanket would be very very nice.
I’m a little late, but I thought if it wasn’t too much trouble, maybe my blanket and ratty teddy bear could join you all. I have a kitten too, does that mean I belong?
Absolutely. Welcome to comfiness.
And we’ve always got space for more blankets and teddy bears. Can we get you something to drink? Maybe some comfort food? I’ve got some good fried chicken for dinner, I know some folks like that…
(Hrm. the Comfort Bar and Grill… Has a nice ring to it…)
Or we have toad in the hole, mushy peas and new potatoes. Food of the gods!!
Welcome to the Comfort Bar and Grill. My name is Washte and I’ll be your English waitress for this post. If there is anything else I can do for you, please do not hesitate to ask…
::hands everyone a steaming cuppa tea and choccie biscuits::
Yep, that sounds nice ArrrMatey!!
Ack. Past due bills and unemployment don’t mix.
Someone tend bar. I’ll be over in a corner, whimpering.
Thanks guys and gals. MMM tea.
Oh, ArrMatey. If whimpering makes you feel better, you can go ahead. But there’s room on the couch–you don’t need to be in a corner. And have a kitten–those usually make me feel better.
Well, my interview was a total flop. I’m not at all what they’re looking for. They might hire me anyway, though, since it’s getting very close to summer and they’re probably getting desperate for someone to work. My interviewers told me that they’d let me know something by the end of the week. So we’ll see.
In the meantime, dental stuff isn’t going well. I was supposed to grade and post my student’s reports by the end of yesterday, but I ended up not being able to do much of anything. So I’ve got lots of complaints from jumpy students (many of whom couldn’t be bothered to do crap all quarter but who are now very anxious to get their 25 points during the last week) and a few from the lecturer, who has been getting student complaints as well.
Ecch.
And I still find myself thinking of the guy, wishing that I could snuggle with him and have someone hold me while my jaw hurts and the quarter goes through it’s final unraveling.
Things will get better than this, right?
Hey, Washte–I’ve never tried toad in the hole. I’d love to taste some. What exactly is it, anyway? I’d guess that something that can withstand a name like “toad in the hole” must be pretty darned tasty.
Scrib, you bet. S’why this place is here. Things’ll get better, promise. In the meantime, I will share the kitties with you. See? They purrrrr. And if you like, I’ll make you a nice smoothie so your jaw won’t hurt so much.
Toad in the hole is definitely food of the gods.
Basically it is fat English sausage (unlike anything you can find in the US) embedded in a batter (like thin pancake mix) and cooked in the over so it rises around the sausages.
It’s really light, fluffy and tasty tasty tasty!!!
Best served with gravy, new tatos and mushy peas… IMHO of course
Hi guys! Mind if I pop in?
I’m having a bout of the blues, trying to figure out why I never married, and feeling generally unloved, unlovable, and in need of a bit of male companionship. A conversation with HJay last night helped a bit, but he’s a bit too far away for physical hugs. If anyone could offer a virtual hug or a cat or dog to cuddle, I’d appreciate it. That and a reminder that my face and personality don’t scare people. In return, I’ve brought a fresh batch of chocolate truffles and cream puffs.
ArrMatey, when this thread started, I was unemployed and desperate. I’ll join you on the couch and offer you comfort and support in whatever amounts you need. Among other things, you type too well to be incompetent.
CJ