You just need some taming spray stuff, rigs. And to smile more. 
Have classes AND another meeting today in Des Plaines. It’s a department meeting, so I can no longer exploit That Guy and his car, since he’s philosophy and I’m English. Ah well. May as well familiarize myself with using public transit to get there, since that’s what I’m going to be using from now on.
Rigs, is that guy* upsetting you?
I’ve seen a full-body picture of you. You have a perfectly tasty-looking mid-riff 
Feeling better now?
Oh, and I agree with **Haze **-- if you were smiling those pictures you posted would be yummy.
*VBob, of course.
All times listed as EST, which is GMT-5:
**me ** - 1/10/08 3:14 am
**Pie ** - 1/12/08 4:53 pm
**FCM ** - 1/11/08 11:11 am
**Rebo ** - 1/10/08 9:17 pm
**VBob ** - 1/11/08 5:00 am
**McUne ** - 1/12/08 7:02 am
**Achod ** - 1/11/08 5:23 am
**BooFae ** - 1/11/08 6:45 am
**Wally ** - 1/10/08 1:45 am
**MBG ** - 1/10/08 2:34 am
**MamaT ** - 1/13/08 3:45 am
**db ** - 1/9/08 5:00 pm
**Shadow ** - 1/13/08 6:05 pm
**rigs ** - 1/10/08 11:00 pm
**pugs ** - 1/14/08 1:14 am
Therefore a special “one”. 
I should mention, rigs, that I’ll have to look at your pics (and any other pics) later. Work access is sporadic at best, and pics eithr take forever to load or come up with the little red x inthe corner.
This is why my finger was bloody, rigs.
Music to listen to while driving around Pittsburgh:
Iron City Houserockers or Joe Grushecky solo stuff
Donnie Iris (first or second albums only - Back On The Streets and King Cool
Led Zepplin (other than In Through The Out Door)
Well, since I’m probably doing early labour at home (unless something goes wrong), and first babies tend to long labours, I’ll probably have quite a bit of time to let all my internet friends know. I would get QD to post it, but she’ll either be driving madly back from Kitchener or at the hospital with me.
rigs, I think you’re very pretty. Don’t shave your head.
Toronto.
my tnc pool entry:
Thursday January 10, 6 a.m. EST
1/10/08 6:00 a.m. EST
I wish I had the guts to shave all my hair off. My friends tell me it might even suit me :dubious: and it’s certainly a big temptation in the summertime, but I know I would regret doing it eventually. And it takes so goddamn long to grow out.
Of course, she’s totally ignoring the fact that I wolf whistled at her. :rolleyes: Can’t let a solid fact stand in the way of a good recreational outrage.
She couldn’t hear you… I was whistling louder
All times listed as EST, which is GMT-5:
db - 1/9/08 5:00 pm
Wally - 1/10/08 1:45 am
MBG - 1/10/08 2:34 am
rosie - 1/10/08 3:14 am
SeanF - 1/10/08 6:00 am
rigs - 1/10/08 11:00 pm
Rebo 1/10/08 9:17 pm
VBob - 1/11/08 5:00 am
Achod - 1/11/08 5:23 am
BooFae - 1/11/08 6:45 am
FCM - 1/11/08 11:11 am
McUne - 1/12/08 7:02 am
Pie - 1/12/08 4:53 pm
MamaT - 1/13/08 3:45 am
Shadow - 1/13/08 6:05 pm
pugs - 1/14/08 1:14 am
First on 6! Yay!
Oooo, a baby pool. Maybe I’ll have more luck with this than the Deathpool. I’m calling Saturday (1/12) at 4:50 a.m. EST.
I’m still grumpy today. There’s been some fraud going on in the household account because it looks like Complicated Roommate’s card number done got isself stol’d. I need to shoot something pixellated.
Why did I come back from Asheville again? Oh yeah, gotta finish school. Stupid thesis.
It is SO gorgeous out today now! The sun is shining, the sky is blue, the temp is still a glorious 67°, and I’ve got the window next to me and the back door open to get a lovely breeze through my office. I’m sitting here in a t-shirt enjoying the breeze! In January!!!11!!
Yeah, it’s a nice day.
Unfortunately, however, this lovely weather makes me want to goof off even more than my natural inclination, which is always on the side of laziness. So now I need someone to give me a swift kick in the butt and tell me to get to work, dammit! And take the dog out to play! And go to the gym! And clean my desk! And…and…and…well, you get the idea! Anything but sitting here enjoying the breeze and knitting!
Boys will be boys, won’t they?
Ok, I’m back home now. I delivered lunch [sub]teehee[/sub] and now I’m just fresh out of the shower and contemplating what to wear to TVLand later on.
Back from CivicDutyLand - woo. But before I whine about that - rigs, I’d kill for hair like yours. That’s not to say I wanna kill you or anything, 'cause you’re nice, dammit, and so am I! But, doggone, my fine, limp, straight strings defy styling. I’m thinking of trying a perm for the wedding - like 2 months before, in the hopes that as it relaxes, it’ll look just wavy and natural. We shall see.
As **MamaTigs ** said, the weather in Merrylande is gorgeous! It’s getting breezier around here, which I expect is the prelude to plummeting temps. By Monday, we’ll have sub-freezing lows. I imagine most plant life is currently confused.
And back to Civic Duty stuff. We didn’t have many indictments to consider, although 2 individuals accounted for (counting) 8 of them - they were a mini-crime spree! Thankfully they’re in jail on other charges, and they’re not likely to see freedom again, um, ever. Anyway, we heard from the 3 attorney/deputy teams, voted to hang 'em all 
and went into standby mode.
Once all indictments have been signed, they have to be presented to a judge. Apparently the judge we normally give them to was busy, so they sent us to another, who was a major league ass!! Bear in mind, the formality of presenting the signed indictments might take all of 45 seconds, if you stretch it out. I’m not entirely sure why we do it, but we do.
When we were finally ushered into the courtroom (45 minutes after we signed off the last case) we had to sit while His Honor was on the speaker phone with (I think) the jail and a woman who failed to appear several times, didn’t know she had a public defender, and a bunch of other stuff. That went on about 5-10 minutes. Then the state’s attorney with us asked if he could present the indictments, and the judge said, no, we had to wait till he heard the domestic violence case that was there ahead of us.
OK, I could understand if we had a long, convoluted process to complete. But whatever, it was his courtroom. Then an attorney and a man went to the table on the right and a woman and a young teen went to the table on the left. She didn’t have a lawyer and didn’t seem to understand what the day’s proceedings were supposed to be about. The judge knew the man’s attorney and suggested to the woman that she might want to consider getting counsel. The attorney stood up and said some stuff which I didn’t understand, then the woman asked if she could speak, and said something about not objecting to visitation and something else about custody. I’m not sure what any of this had to do with the supposed domestic violence case.
At this point, the State’s Attorney approached the rail, and His Snarky Honor paused and asked what he wanted. He explained that 20 of us were sitting there awaiting something that would take less than a minute. The judge finally caved, we all stood and answered the 2 questions they always ask us and I never understand (I think it has to do with saying that we were in agreement about the indictments or something) then the files were passed to the judge and we got to leave.
I don’t know who he was and I wish I’d gotten his name so I could vote him out next election. What a butt!!!
So now I’m home. I need to toss a load of jeans in the washer, and empty the dishwasher. I’d love to nap, but then I risk being awake at bedtime, so I’ll just stay up. Maybe I’ll watch *Chicago * on DVD. Or something.
So all my passwords still get me access and my access card let me into the building so I am still employeed.
Yesterday was rough but today most of the guys have been back returning the paperwork for their severence and 3 have jobs already.
Vodka was good last night
And Sean stole my TNC pool time!
Hmmmmmm 1/10/08 @ 15:36 (CST)
Although I didn’t really want to, I called in sick to work again. I went in yesterday and it just kicked my ass. I woke up this morning feeling even worse than yesterday, so I just stayed home. It’s gotta be better by tomorrow, right? RIGHT?!
I’m voting for January 12 at 11:05 am EST for tnc’s arrival.
I like your hair rigsy, it’s just needs a slight bit of taming with some taming product. My hair, is seriously confused. If I let it air dry it gets a sort of wave to it, sort of like I braided it, then unbraided it. However, it remains flat on top. I have STOOPIT hair. So, I end up doing the flat iron business. I’ve done perms, but now that I must ahem cover some grays, I don’t perm anymore.
Nothing of note going on. I need something to drink. I’m seriously dehydrated.
I heard the wolf whistle. <sidles into MMP, making sure nobody can see my butt. Sits down quickly> (I do like giving VB a hard time).
I guess it’s marginally better than a hubbahubba or a leer… (the wolf whistle)
where to start? I’ve been a busy Rigs this morning.
All times listed as EST, which is GMT-5:
db - 1/9/08 5:00 pm
Wally - 1/10/08 1:45 am
MBG - 1/10/08 2:34 am
rosie - 1/10/08 3:14 am
SeanF - 1/10/08 6:00 am
mmmmmmmmm - 1/10/08 4:36 pm
rigs - 1/10/08 11:00 pm
Rebo 1/10/08 9:17 pm
VBob - 1/11/08 5:00 am
Achod - 1/11/08 5:23 am
BooFae - 1/11/08 6:45 am
FCM - 1/11/08 11:11 am
McUne - 1/12/08 7:02 am
Pie - 1/12/08 4:53 pm
MamaT - 1/13/08 3:45 am
Shadow - 1/13/08 6:05 pm
pugs - 1/14/08 1:14 am
SpazCat - 1/12/08 4:50 am
Taters - 1/12/08 11:05 am
I personally have no expectations, except that I refuse to wait for a co-worker’s birthday. The 21st. No way.
And today would be great, if you would just get a move on, you little bugger.
On the other hand, I’m halfway through making stew and baking. How about we get started when Mr. Lissar gets home from work, okay? I think I may be getting near the drinking heavily stage. Mr. Lissar thinks I’m amazingly calm. That’s probably because I’m eyeing the vodka.
That’s a fantastic price for the clothes, rigs. Do we get to see pictures?