I owe the dog an apology. I took DrDeth’s advice and went to see the doc since the headache was not getting better. Apparently I have a sinus infection and the knock to the nose was not the root cause of the pain.
Decongestants, antibiotics and painkillers, it’s pillapalooza!
Update! Coworker sent an email this morning saying yesterday after she got home she got a stress migraine and had to be driven to the hospital for pain killers, yadda yadda yadda, won’t be in today. She pulled this same damn thing two weeks ago when the boss talked to her about stepping up her game, the next day she was just too sick to come in.
Put on your big girl panties lady! If you can’t handle criticism you won’t get any better at anything!
Fucking weird thing is, she’s on the roller derby team. I thought she’s be less fragile, but there it is. 
Hey Asshat, your feet are not suppose to be stretched all the way under my seat and across the bar and kick the back of my legs. My feet go there. I asked nicely , but oh no you insisted that you had no where else to put your feet. How about up you ass? Hmmm?
If I put a dirty sock somewhere in the house, there will be a cat sleeping on it within the hour. They seem to like the smell of their humans - I wouldn’t take it personally. 
This is probably technical, geeky, and no doubt nit-pickey, but I just spent an hour participating in a webinar (about the future of digital advertising) where there was graph after graph featuring fucking hockey stick curves… and, of course, all these sticks were projected to occur in the future.
There was this one chart I couldn’t help but audibly snort at, causing a slight pause in the conversation. It showed the past 6 years of digital ad growth, then projections for the next ten years. For all varieties of ads the growth followed expected values - changes of 5, 10, 15% per year, some dips (in the history), then the projection which showed that they would grow about the same as they have in the past. However, the line showing “Targeted Ads” was a typical bullshit hockey stick curve, with, of course, the hockey stick occurring in the projections. Everybody else was ooh-ing and aah-ing the damn thing and, like I said, I couldn’t help but snort in derision because, apparently, “targeted ads” will dwarf the entire digital ad market to an extent where it is greater than the combined digital ad market (including Google, email ads, groupons, etc). In just 5 years.
Like I said, it’s geeky, but it’s also bullshit and millions, billions of dollars get wasted because people believe these damn things.
That’s what we always used to do. We’d put it in the blanket so it would be wrapped in something soft to simulate the mother’s body.
I wish mine would sleep on them - Dobie, I mean Mayme, loves to bring me dirty socks. Especially while I am sleeping. Her favorite place to drop said stanky sock?
My face.
Do you know how rank socks are when the wearer (TheKid) works in a kitchen? 
My bitch o’ the day: I have a rancid stomach. Nothing is sitting well. I have counted the tiles in the bathroom a few times now. Ugh.
DON’T SENT YOUR CHILDREN TO SCHOOL IF THEY ARE SICK.
Dear gott in himmel, people who do that ought to be infected with rabies. Someone admitted she sent her daughter to my daughter’s class with a fever, congestion, a runny nose and a sore throat. Eldest was sick over the weekend and I’ve been sick since Tuesday. I slept fourteen hours yesterday. I only feel alive today because of massive amounts of dayquil.
Oh and Eldest is a great kid but I swear to fuck it’s October and she’s already managed to get an email home from her teacher about not doing her homework. She’s too bright to do this shit.
Concur. In fact, you know what? I have a running to-do list for when I’m Empress of the Universe, and this just got added to it. There may also be an additional penalty involving rusty chainsaws and sideways assfucking, depending on my mood that day.
Hang in there, MissTake. So … how many tiles ARE there? 
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Fucking nasty evil yellow jacket…
I had one get me last year. You haven’t lived until you have one sting you just above your eye.
I kept cold compresses on it while I was awake, but when I got up the next morning, my eye was swollen shut. My husband kept calling me “Popeye”.
In the same vein, don’t let your kids have a sleepover if you have lice! Wait until everyone is bug free!
More rage about the puppies. I dropped them off at our awesome vet today. He worked them in (he never says no to rescues, but he has a business to run, so the charity cases often have to wait unless they are in need of fast attention.)
When I picked them up after work, I learned that they are only 5 weeks old. Too young to be fixed (awesome vet fixes them at 6-8 weeks), too young for shots, but full of worms.
I read the suggestions here, thank you all so much, and talked to the dog people in my rescue group. Tonight, the puppies have a big carrier in their cage, I went to a thrift store at lunch and tried to find a wind up alarm clock…no joy there…and bought some big stuffed animals for them to tear up or cuddle up with.
That motherfucking asshole just dumped young puppies to die and will probably do it again when next that poor mama dog gets pregnant. Of course she is going to get pregnant again, anyone who thinks dumping puppies is a good way to deal with them is the same sort of person who won’t get his dog fixed.
These are sweet puppies. They have been raised around people, they aren’t the least bit feral or shy. Fucking asshole probably has kids who played with the puppies, I can’t imagine him/her socializing the puppies and then dumping them.
There are so many other options. It only takes a few phone calls to get to a rescue group who would not only take the puppies but have the mama fixed.
OUTRAGE!!! BAD WORDS!!!
flatlined, I completely endorse your rant!
Try a drug store or Wally World for the wind-up alarm clock, if you don’t do Amazon. 
Oooh, that sounds bad. I thought getting stung on the ear was bad.
Seriously, how hard is it to make macaroni cheese properly from scratch? The sauce is done in the same amount of time it takes the pasta to cook. Anyone who buys macaroni cheese in a packet deserves everything they get.
For many people, the mac’n’cheese in a packet is a comfort food. It’s not so much about the actual taste, but the memories, that give the enjoyment.
Am I the only one who has to quickly scroll the page down so my co-workers don’t see the large orange “THE STRAIGHT DOPE” against a blue background from across the fricken office?
Otherwise it looks like I could be on a trade related discussion site.
Creepy guy who quit in a snit this morning, please don’t come back and shoot us. kthxbai
you are NOT! It just gets lost in the jumble on mine though…across two monitors, I have SDMB, possibly another browser window, e-mail, a work application with 1 or 2 pop-out windows, and maybe a Word or PowerPoint or .pdf document or two.
Speaking of work, I came in to post a very yawn-inducing Grr about how I can’t stand this stupid job and it’s boring the crap out of me. I like aspects of it, but for the most part it will never change. Same old stuff all the time, no real way to do something new or change it up. And I’m not actually that busy a lot of the time, though it’s been a little better lately. Oh, and no career ladder. There is one job I can be promoted in to, it is held by my boss who won’t be gone for ten years, and I would have to move 100 miles to take it, anyway. They are talking about creating a position under her (heh), but again I would have to move 100 miles and the job will probably be taken by my counterpart there, anyway.
I’d even take a pay cut for something awesome, even though I really shouldn’t. I could manage, things would just be a little tight. The unfortunate thing is that it’s hard to find anything I want to do/am qualified for where I wouldn’t have to take a 25% cut, which I could not manage.
I do that for two reasons:
1> the name
2> Don’t want to advertise I’m on a discussion board, which I’m not supposed to do.