Mika, (dare I use the nickname?!) thank you so much - your posts alone make it worthwhile being here! I never thought I’d learn so much in the MMP…
Thought I’d swing by and stick my head round the door to see if anybody’s heard from SurrenderDorothy since last week? She didn’t seem to be having a good time. Not being a “real” member I can’t search to see if she’s been posting…
Bobbio where I live, both definitions of boob could fit one person. 
:blushes: Of course you can use the nick! I love it myself…**Anaamika ** is too unwieldy anyway. And I’m glad you enjoy my little stuff.
Lissa, you have no idea. But one comfort is I now thoroughly understand the plot, in case there was any confusion before!
I’ll have something for you guys tonight, too, Indian-ish - Just not sure what yet. See you then!
I had mine yesterday too. And it was GOOOOOOD. Ice cream is always good, but free ice cream is really really good!
So much to try to finish up before I leave my current job! Eeeek! Why won’t people return my phone calls?? AAAAAAHHHH!
Mika … wow. That movie was not just one or two, but five or six life stories all woven into one film. Crazy, man, crazy. Are all Hindi movies this intense?
soprano, I did a search, and it seems Dorothy last posted at about 5 am yesterday morning, although not in the MMP. I’m sure she’ll pop up again soon.
rose, those are wonderfully pretty flower arrangements. Some people are very creative, it seems. And the photos from your trip are great too - you have an adorable nephew. 
rigs, grad schools are funny creatures. If you haven’t been explicitly rejected yet, then you’re still under consideration. Why, take one of my schools as an example: Syracuse. For the longest time I heard absolutely nothing. Then one of their physics professors - who is not only the reason I applied there but is also on the admissions committee - visited RPI, and I managed to impress him. But still I heard nothing, for weeks and weeks. Until yesterday, that is, when I got an email telling me that I’m still on the wait list, and asking me if I’m still available to consider an offer of admission, as they expect to make some soon. (I replied in the affirmative.) So all is not lost. All is not even close to lost. All is not even on the same continent as lost, and you’d need some very expensive plane tickets, several maps, and possibly a sherpa, to get from all to lost right now. Hang in there.
Speaking of grad schools, there’s been some developments with Dartmouth. See, Dartmouth needed my decision on their offer by yesterday. So, in the spirit of keeping my options open, I accepted, with full intent to withdraw once it turns out Amsterdam is manageable. However, within a few hours I had two response emails. One of them requested a hardcopy of an acceptance letter be mailed to them. What the hell do I write in an acceptance letter?
Dear Dartmouth,
I accept.
Love and kisses, Spatial.
is about all I can say. The other email was instructions for beginning the paperwork on one of the scholarships they’re offering me, which just happens to start with me filing a FAFSA. Which, as we all know, is icky. Fortunately it turns out that when I file I can do so independently of my parents, and thus be far more eligible for need-based aid. I am unable to determine if anything I get from FAFSA would still hold if I go to Amsterdam. Ah well, it can’t hurt to file it, so file it I shall.
Okay, enough about grad schools. Here’s today’s Vegetable. Now, before you read any further, this one is a real lulu. Some of you will love me for this. Others will jot down to their local Angry Mob Store, grab a pitchfork and a discount torch, and commence with the Angry Mobbing. But in the spirit of the MMP, I’m risking my life and limb anyway, to bring you high-quality, Grade A, FDA-approved, homogenized, pasteurized, fat-free, wordplay, no batteries included, some assembly required.
[sub]Don’t hurt me.[/sub]
skinny, bout time to sign up and join the Cool Kids. I saw that Dorothy posted in the thread about whether you look like your personality yesterday.
Hump day, folks! Two more to go till the weekend. Also, today is the day that “used to be” Secretary’s Day but is now PC “Most-Valuable-and-All-Knowing-Administrative-Guru’s Day” just in case anybody wants to know.
mika, I could actually visualize everything that happened. That was fun. But one thing, if the homeless guy couldn’t pay for food, where was he getting the money for lottery tickets? 
Okay, I’m a buzz kill…sorry.
gt, I loved the flowers in the dresser. I don’t know why either, but it was really cool looking.
riggs, listen to rifty. He knows from where he speaks. He didn’t just fall off the cabbage truck, you know.
swampy, people kibble is for when you are busy and just suddenly realize you are hungry enough to chew off an arm and there’s no time for delivery. Maybe it’s a girl thing…with boobs…maybe.
Tupug
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rose, those are wonderfully pretty flower arrangements. Some people are very creative, it seems. And the photos from your trip are great too - you have an adorable nephew.
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thanks but, um, the flowers are from gt’s album, her flower show (well, not hers, the one she attended)
As for Dartmouth, is Amsterdam’s program so much better, or are you just in love with the idea of studying in that city?
erp - back to coding school for me :smack:
And back to reading comprehension school for me, it seems. My apologies. :smack:
As far as Dartmouth v. Amsterdam goes … okay. Amsterdam has every single other school I applied to beat when it comes to atmosphere, hands down. But it isn’t just that. While Dartmouth has a great program, they don’t have people working on quantum gravity, and Amsterdam does. So does Syracuse, and Waterloo. So, you may be asking, given that I know I want to study quantum gravity, why did I even apply to Dartmouth?
Think back, way back, to when I did the MMP. I had just gotten my rather poor Physics GRE results, and the possibility of me going to grad school at all was in serious jeopardy. My professor suggested Dartmouth as a program with excellent fundamentals that wouldn’t be too hard to get into, and I could even transfer to another school after a couple of years. So I applied there. But as I look over the list of faculty and their research topics, almost every single one is astrophysics. Astrophysics is cool and all, but it isn’t quantum gravity. So now that I have the luxury of choice, I find myself singularly uninterested in Dartmouth.
spats -you really are most awfully kind. If you weren’t 20 years younger than me, I’d jump you (in a good way). Plastics, Benjamin! Hee.
That pun isn’t bad enough to cruceiform anyone. ducks and runs
The porch guys are here today to de-grout and repair some damaged tiles. The insurance adjuster also comes today for the claim re the dining room/cascade o’ water we lately had. #1 plasterer comes tomorrow for estimate on dining room. I need to call #2 plasterer today.
I feel poor.
No word on either of my job apps. In nursing, that pretty much means thumbs down.
I bathe daily. Am I a loser? Inquiring minds want to know. bleh.
gt --I liked the secret garden and the window box as well. Not so much the mannequin arising from the midst of the tablecloth etc…just what I’d have in my closet for the next luncheon I give. Ha! Also like the site alot.
Yeah, we get to go out for lunch for this. Since it’s not just for secretaries anymore, those of us who crunch numbers and stuff also get included. I’m cool with that since it means a free lunch out on the company and because two years ago at this luncheon I won a weekend “getaway” at one of the nicer local hotels. So I can be an administrative person if they want me to!
My department is providing lunch for everyone at Technical Thingies, Inc today. B-B-Q, etc etc.
So we’re out in one of the bays setting up (rainy today - no outdoor picanic for us, thank you - and Mandy is complaining about her new dog. At last, the opening I was looking for!
Her: I didn’t think dogs would pee in the crate they sleep in.
Me: You have to train them not to.
Her: How do you do that?
Me: I don’t know - you’re the one who got a puppy that’s easier to TAKE CARE OF THAN CATS!
(remember, she took two cats to the shelter (where they were most likely euthanized) because they were too hard to take care of. And I told her that I never wanted to hear her bitch about the dog.) I know I was mean, but I only wish I could have made her cry over this. But the brain-dead twit just laughed.
Ya know, that DeMandy seems not right in the head to me. I am sorry you have to deal with her.
Insurance will cover the damage! (except for the $500 deductible). Yay!
Brr, I say: brrrr. It’s cold here today! It’s been busy here in the Department of Screaming Emergencies, which is why I haven’t posted, nor read the thread to this point. But–I had the trademarked wonderful weekend. We went out for our anniversary (which was six weeks ago) but I got my husband (and I, of course) tickets to Larry the Cable Guy and the event was Saturday. It was totally hysterical. Totally. I love it that he’s not a redneck and acts like one, and the rednecks love him. There were an equal number of Super Heavy Duty F-250 trucks and Beemers and Lexuses in the parking lot, though, which attests to the power of white-trash humor.
Prior to the event, though, we went out to a posh restaurant for dinner, where we treated ourselves to exquisitely prepared seafood. I had a glass of overpriced wine and we were good little dieters and had a latte for dessert instead of some cheesecake that sounded like liquid sin, just from the description. The latte wasn’t even sinful either, just a latte: coffee and frothed milk.
The capper to the evening was that Little Mr. Baby Cherry was utterly awesome for Grandmother. Well, that and the Anniversary Sex.™ :eek: 
**spatsie ** - have your heard from Syracuse or Waterloo yet?
Apart from the email that Syracuse sent me yesterday (see post #145), no, I haven’t. Last week I sent emails to two Waterloo faculty, the ones I would want to work with, because I found out when I called Waterloo that I need to secure sponsorship before I can be admitted, but I haven’t heard anything more there.
rigs, I’m glad you won’t have to pay thousands and thousands of dollars.
And then you smacked her, right?
Today is baking day. I’m doing two lots of focaccia. I’m trying to motivate myself to get everything else clean, too, because while I did get my desk tidy yesterday, I didn’t do a whole lot else. Oh, well. I made a nice pan of peanut butter blondie things topped with chocolate. I might take most of the pan to work later.
I still want people kibble. Takeout is too much work. You still have to decide what you want, and decisions are hard!
Going on Puggy’s definition of people kibble, I’d say that’s what M&M’s are for. They’re small, bite sized, don’t need refrigeration, just like kibble!
It’s supposed to be really rainy this afternoon. It probably will be just because I have to drive somewhere.
aren’t pretzels sort of people kibble? especially if you get the whole wheat kind. Or are you talking about getting all your veggies and protein in little crunchy things you can munch all freakin day long, leaving little crumblies along side your dish for someone else to sweep up…
Yay! **Li ** Li’s baking!!! I can smell the goodies already. My CD drive is waiting