Ok, so today I do have to go to the dentists. Was going to go out for a halloween event last night down the road, but it was raining, and I had a bad case of the lazies- and a blister on my heel, so I sat in and played with lego instead.
Didn’t have any ToTers, with the slight exception of some sugar high very small child who was standing on the road literally screaming ‘TRICK OR TREAT!!!’ at the top if his voice for several minutes until presumably either he got silenced and carried off by someone or the sheer power of sucrose made him start running out of hearing range.
Heh. My user name is still “swampbeast.” So, when I was loggin’ in here from irk, where I don’t keep myself logged in to the dope when I’m not on the dope, I typed in “swampbear” and my password and got the “username or password entered incorrectly” message. Took me a minute or two to realize I’m still “swampbeast” and that’s the reason. Wonder how many other dopers who got hallowe’ened yestiddy and don’t have their names back are goin’ nuts over this.
StickyBuns trust me, doggio can and will be sleazy given the chance. A chance, btw, he would never pass up.
Of course **doggio **is sleazy. Face it, *all *guys are sleazy - it’s because of the testosterone poisoning!!
In case you’re wondering, drafting a template for a stress analysis report is really tedious. Plus Word is a b*tch sometimes. And on top of that, our local personal network drives are dead, so I’m having to save it on my desktop for now. OK, that’s not a big deal, but if I’m going to whine, I need 3 things to whine about - that makes it more effective, you know.
So, I woke up extremely blurfy, but by Og, I made myself eat breakfast from stuff in the fridge, I did not get a sugary soda, and I packed my gym bag (even if it’s only my swimsuit, and my only plan is to sit in the sauna, float in the pool, and soak in the hot tub). My reward for this is that I’m starting to feel not so blurfy.
I also put in so much time Tuesday night, I’m under orders not to rack up any more overtime this week. So, I can’t work through lunch. So, I’m going to make myself go outside and walk around a bit.
/punches depression in the face.
I hope everyone else gets to punch an abstract noun that stresses them out right in the face. Or the balls. Whichever works for you.
**rosie **- that’s just marginally terrifying - did you use that for a Halloween decoration??
Have you ever tried writing equations in Word? It’s a… um… challenge. Yeah, that’s it. Challenge. Not exactly user friendly, but definitely easier than the old days of trying to do equations using a typewriter…
intertoobz connection today is going in and out - I guess that means they’re still working on getting the main plant up to par. sigh so if you don’t hear from me, at least know I’m fine.
By the way, if you (or anyone else) is looking for a new bathing and is not terribly concerned about fashionability (just going to wear it to exercise in or whatever) then check out Old Navy. I just got one in the mail today. It was on sale for $18.99. It’s not a bad suit, either, just not, you know, purple.
Apparently the Halloween block parties are a great place for neighbors to sit and visit, drink a little wine, open up a little… We had a half dozen women over last night to do just that, some acquaintences for things our kids do together, etc. We had recently heard that one of them was getting a divorce; high school sweethearts that had dated since 16, probably married too young, felt they missed out on some things, had begun to get bored, yada yada yada. She confided last night that part of the reason was because she’d caught him in an affair. :eek: Then she caught him in another. :eek::eek: Then she caught him in a third. :eek::eek::eek: Holy crap, what do you say to that?
