Good for you Haze. Now if only a certain other young lady would quit procrastinating and get that paper done. Sigh… kids these days.
FCM we are indeed the room Mom and Dad. We have so many kids because we adopt all the strays that wander in. 
Puggy were y’all able to get Grampus in the nursing facility yesterday? I was wandering about this last night.
Ok, off to caffiene up some more and read the paper.
Morning all! Did you miss me?
Haze, looks like you’ve found your new name!
Belated happies to Snakey, I think I missed your big day - was it fun? Did Mr SCL remember? I’ll ask Ophie to keep pedalling for your friend too, I have to pick her up from the [del]cat-house[/del] cattery after work tonight so she’ll be pleased to have something important to do besides sulking at us for leaving her there in the first place!
FCM - great OP, I have very fond memories of learning polka many years ago when I was in my dancing days. I’m not sure I could keep up any more, although as I now have two new knee joints, they should work better than ever!
My weekend was fun, but there was a decidedly dodgy moment when I came very close to strangling 'im indoors. Having given me definitions of ‘manclean’ and ‘mantidy’, on Friday he excelled himself with ‘man-organisation’. We were travelling to Antwerp and had planned to stay with his friend Gerard who has a flat over there. So, quite casually, as we were leaving the house, I asked him if he had all the phone numbers and info that he needed (we went through this before on a previous trip when he’d intended to meet up with some ex-colleagues, only to say that all the contact details were in his PDA…which was at home). At that point he happily told me that he didn’t have Gerard’s mobile number, there was no landline at the flat, Gerard probably wouldn’t receive his last email as he was working in Toulouse and was returning to Antwerp on the Friday evening. Errr…what time is Gerard arriving? No idea. Where are we meeting him, given that we don’t know the address of the flat? No idea. How will we contact him? No idea.
How I managed to not strangle that bloke is still a mystery to me.
Sorry, FCM, I have chocolate but I think I need it to get over the trauma!
Cheeseincrust you guys do a lot of talking before Tuesday. I just wanted to say hello, I will do my best to catch up with all your chatter after breakfast. Mmmm, breakfast.
Speaking of breakfast, I’m having a bacon, egg and cheese biscuit. I thought about gettin’ another buttery bacony croissant but I decided to be nice to MBG.
Snakes did you know we’re having a statewide runoff for Public Service Commissioner here in Jawja today? I think I already knew but forgot til I was listening to the news on the way in this mawnin’. I’ll do my best to remember to go vote for errr… dang, I have no idea who’s even runnin’ or why I’d vote for one over the other.
I hate you with the burning intensity of 1000 suns. Or a candle. Or something…
I still have the Paper to finish, and two classes to [del]sit through[/del] attend. And then–ROCK THE HOUSE, BABY! Or sleep…
Off to work-get up, slackers! the day is fresh!
Welcome back BooFae! Did you have fun in spite of 'im indoors? Did you bring us chocolates? French fries? I hear those Belgians lurve their french fries.
ICK!!! There’s one of those slimy, wormy, many legged things in my office! It just raised its head at me like it wants to eat me. :eek: Pardon me while I evict the evil lookin’ little squatter.
It’s very early. I woke up when Mr. Lissar left for work, read for an hour (re-read The Blue Castle), and now I’m bathed, dressed, and making tea. What the hell was I doing awake at 6? Right. I was afraid of a Buffy monster.
I am such a wimp.
I may not be hungover on New Year’s, but I’ll probably be in Ottawa, with no internet access. Last year I wasn’t hungover, in spite of many drinks, but I was freezing, in a cottage with only wood heat and kindling. QD was hungover. Oh, wait, she wasn’t hungover- she merely felt a trifle ill becasue of drinking three-quarters of a bottle of rum.
Kill the bug, swampy! Kill the bug!
Time for breakfast. Nachos. I want nachos.
Mr. Icky bug is now outside. It’s 29 degrees outside but hey, it’s a bug. Bugs adapt. Besides I put him under some bushes. Bug can stay warm under the bushes. Or get eaten by another bug who likes that kind of bug for breakfast. He’s outta my office. That’s all I care about. Icky bug!
We have frost this morning. :eek:
I though Jimi Hendrix’ modem was a Purple Hayes…
Rosie dear, e-mail me off the list; I have an address available in my profile.
swampy, of course there are choccies but you have to get to them before FCM sees them in case she doesn’t want to share…
I bought them from Leonidas because they’re absolutely the best ones. I used to buy them from a little old lady who had a tiny shop on the corner of the Melkmarkt, you could go in there in the morning to order them and she would make the fresh for you, ready for the following day. Sadly the last couple of times I’ve been there, the shop’s been closed although the sign still hangs outside so I’m guessing she retired.
I missed out on the french fries most of the time, Belgium’s got very little idea about vegetarians so most of the meals I had were pasta. But it was very good pasta! I’m all stocked up on beer and apple gin though…
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I won’t be able to reply until tonight, since the workplace has blocked the usual suspect netmail sites…
Well, crap.
I was going to suggest HazMat, not because it makes any sense, but more because of stuff I’m dealing with at work right now, and because of the danger that young, intelligent, attractive female graduate students present to me.
Stop it, Ex. Just stop. You’re old enough to be her father. You were in grad school before she was born. You’re a broken down old middle-aged married man. Go hit yourself in the head with a brick, and leave the kids alone.
This just in: My cyberstalker is having a hissy fit because I’ve cut her off completely after moving in July.
Boo-hoo.
Where is that Marcus Vick smilie ( n!m ) that I can point in her direction?
I flirted with suggesting WitchHazel, after the Looney Tunes character…
Besides, Ex, you’re married to me, too.
Now it really is time for breakfast, and not time to watch any more YouTube. Really.
Cheez 'n bagels but it’s cold out there. 'Bout -7C (~23F) with a wind chill of something like -12C (~17F). And we’re supposed to get something like 5cm of snow tonight. Frankly, the dusting we got last night that’s still on the ground is more than enough for me, but nooo. Gotta pile it on like there’s going to be a shortage. sigh
Well, I’m indoors, in my nice warm office, got my BurntVanillaCaramelHazelNutCoffee (not our Hank) and the entire work day ahead. It was quite thoroughly busy yesterday, due no doubt to the inclement weather, and I expect it should be pretty busy again today. Busy is good. Gives me stuff to do and makes us money.
BooFae - Never mind the liquor (or rather, save that for later) – didn’t you get any real Belgian chocolate? I mean, you go to Belgium, you’re pretty much obligated to bring back either diamonds or chocolate, and diamonds are too crunchy.
MondoBongo, Leonidas is Belgian chocolate! It’s the place Belgians go to when they want something special. Antwerp is also full of diamond shops, there’s a big diamond district right by the station in the centre of the Jewish part of the city. Wandering round there on a Friday evening is quite fascinating.
I did suggest to 'im indoors that he should be doing the diamond shopping but you know what men are like, selective hearing and all that.
Being the dedicated muncher of foods that I am, last night I went to the store and got a couple croissants and this morning was up at 5, attempting to re-create the yummy incredibleness of the bacon greasy, buttery, eggy croissants.
Eh, not bad, Not quite IT, but good anyway.
It was minus 1 when I woke up this morning, now it’s up to a tropical 3 above! Where’s my sunscreen…?