This one hijacks itself. Have at it.
Whoooo…first reply.
I’ll start out with a question.
What the heck is a blurf?
Second reply! Yay, me!
It’s 12:34 EST and I’m headed to bed after a night watching Walking Dead and playing on the computer. 
Up, caffeinated, off to work.
I am up too early.
I hope I can fall back asleep.
I have way too much to do today, I need to be in good form to get stuff done.
Blurf is what one says in the am when it still hurts to open your eyes, and when you do you can’t see anything anyway for all the fog, and you need caffeine, and you’d be as total bitch about having to wake up except you are too tired to be a bitch about anything,
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 43 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 75 for the day. Thus, I must needs wear a jacket to irk this mornin’, which I won’t need this afternoon, which increases the odds of me leavin’ said jacket at irk.
My cordless landline phone appears to have shuffled off this mortal coil. I bought it at Staple’s six months ago, and it has a two year warranty. Guess what I get to do after irk today. :rolleyes: Hope I don’t have to go all BBBobbio on 'em, but rest assured I will if’n the need arises. This is a “main phone”, plus three extensions made by AT&T. Tell me I don’t know how to have a Moanday!
Thoughtless sneakin’ in a first post. This makes you officially one of us!
Sari that’s a great definition of blurf.
Ok, that’s all I got. I need more caffiene and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas and alack, purtification for irk must commence. Oh and I get to take the biiiiiiiiiig trash can down to the road. I would have done that last night except that it is really full, as in can’t get the lid to lay flat. Local critters have been know to knock over trash cans that are like that so I opted to take it down this mornin’. That’s more than anyone wanted to know about my biiiiiiiiiiig trash can, I’m sure.
Oh well… Happy Moanday Y’all!
Blurf. I have to go back to irk after a five-day vacation. On the other hand, it’ll be nice to get out of the house and get back to normal.
The appraiser is going to appraise the damage to my car at lunchtime. I also have to get a copy of my dental records from last Friday. Busy busy.
'Tis a sad, sad day at FairyChatEstates. I’m down to 3 of my favoritest glasses. <insert pose of woe and despair>
Thirty-ish years ago, plus or minus a few, I got a dozen glasses for a quarter a piece at Albertson’s - they’d been a give-away if you bought so much in groceries, and they were trying to clear their stock. The glasses have survived many moves unbroken, but not so much in real life. We had 5 or 6 when we moved here 10 years ago. More recently, there were 4. But this morning, one of them fell over and sustained a crack. Alas. Thus beginneth my Moanday… 
What really bugs me is I’ve been unable to find any like them in recent years. They hold a full can of soda plus ice with room to spare, so I think they’re maybe 18 oz. They have a gradual increase in diameter from the lip to the last inch anna half or so, then they gently curve in to the base. I have no idea who made them and my searches seem to have been in vain. I want more, dammit!!!
Other than that, it’s been a productive morning. Higgs didn’t get fussy till after 6. I got the dishwasher loaded and running (minus the aforementioned glass) and I’ve got a load of jeans in the wash. I just finished an egg sammich and I’m still caffeinating. **FCD **has showered, cleaned the cat box, and he’s on his way to WaWa for a big fountain drink and to fill the car while he’s there.
It’s already in the low 50s here and it’s supposed to get up near 70. It’s also supposed to rain later - I hope my laundry get a chance to dry. If not, I’ll finish it in the dryer. I’ve got one more load to wash. I’d like to do a little de-scuzzing of the gardens - we shall see how that goes.
Meanwhile, I have a little more surfing to do before I hit the shower.
Happy Moanday!
Gigablurf.
Maybe Flytrap and wife will be moving to China.
I had called dibs on starting us today, but hadn’t yet gotten around to it at 12:01. :dubious:
here’s the edited version of my already written [del]MMP[/del] post:
At the start of the last MMP, I had two jobs, by Friday, I had none. Today, I start the new F/T (contract) job. Iffn you remember, I gave notice & told my bossman why I was leaving & he understood why & he’d love to have me back in the future. P/T job was seasonal & the season is over by December. I fully expect to go back next year.
I went in on Tuesday to F/T irk turn in my stuff. I couldn’t find bossman but walked over to grandboss’s desk & said, “Hi”.
She looked up, with a funny look on her face & said, “I thought you resigned.”
I said, “I did. I’m here to turn in my stuff & don’t see <bossman>.”
She said I could leave it with her, but abruptly cut me off before I had a chance to tell her why I was leaving. Okay, she’s busy. What-evah.
I walk away & down the aisle towards the exit, stopping at the end to say goodbye to someone else. I’m not there 10 seconds when grandboss comes up & says, “I’m sorry, but once you’ve resigned, you can’t be here anymore.”
The cow-orker, who was sitting at our desk, pipes up, “He was just saying goodbye to me.”
Dang! I was liked there, I gave proper notice, but she becomes ice princess & all but grabs my the scruf of my neck while giving me the bum’s rush out the door. WTF; did she have a brain fart & confuse me with flytrap?!?!? 
Blurf. Gotta go out and then come back and wait by the phone all day. sigh
Former employers can really be jerks about this stuff. I left a shitty job in May. By July and August, I was getting requests for assistance in getting a hold of my former supervisor, who wasn’t being all that cooperative. Turns out that supervisors can’t give references, but no one bothered to enlighten me or the person doing the background check of this fact. So a week’s worth of frustration for multiple people because someone wouldn’t open their mouth. :rolleyes:
Happy Moonday!
I think I am up for real this time.
It’s gonna be in the 50s today, snow tomorrow, and then the 50s again on Wednesday.
Time to get busy
All the laundry is on the line, the sun is shining, and the temps are the mid-50s already. I’m showered and dressed. And it’s not even 9!!!
My debit card is expired as of today and I haven’t gotten the new one yet. I blame the holiday. I guess I’ll be using Ye Olde Credit Card until my new debit shows up.
…and I just trimmed my bangs without poking myself in the eye with the scissors! Go me!! What makes it more remarkable - I didn’t have my glasses on!
**Spaz **- do you know that a replacement is on the way? If I were in your place, I’d be calling to ask. You don’t need someone getting their hot little hands on your debit card…
Predicted high in no. IL is 21. Lord only knows what the wind chill factor is. I think I’m getting a cold but I don’t care. Taking Wednesday off irk to see The Million dollar Quartet and dinner at Rivers in downtown Chi-town. My new cabinets should be installed sometime this week so I spent yesterday morning taking everything out of the cabinets. My condo is a mess and I can’t put all my decos out until the cabinets are in, but I do have my tree up and started putting ormanents on.
Huh, this MMP was posted at 5.01 my time, hardly a rush at all! 
Laaazy day for me, today being my Sunday equivalent.
Nipped to the bank to pay some money in 'cos it’s rent day, and stoopit me didn’t realise the account was overdrawn a few weeks back, so I got charged- meaning there wasn’t quite enough money in for the rent, so unless I got there today, I’d get charged again… I shall keep a better eye on it in future, I don’t have enough money to be giving it away.
Also called in the allotment on the way back; today’s vegetables will be all home grown. It’d be really nice if that was the standard, but I grew a grand total of 1 (one) reasonably sized carrot this year, out of about 200 seeds, and I eat a lot of carrots. The parsnips did better at least.
May do some shopping later. Fud shopping, and rotten ol’ Christmas presents. As always, I have no idea what to get my Dad…
What Sahirrnee said, and…
When you first get up and you’ve not had your coffee and Baileys yet and you’re trudging through some of the early chores with only half a brain operating and you do that thing where you lazily expell a bunch of air from your mouth and while it’s not an actual digestive burp, god help the poor soul that’s in it path… that’s a blurf.
“Yo”, everyboddie.