Wouldn’t that lead to constipation, and eventually to reactive diarrhea, skid marks and even haemorroids? Do not ignore your asshole, it needs your tender care!
(This bit of scatologic humor brought to you by “it’s 7:45, nobody else is in the office yet and the drink machines only accept company cashcards”)
Gratz, canine servant!
In normal countries, we’re getting all het up over watching Spain screw up in quarterfinals as usual and then finding out who wins. Many people who aren’t habitual football fans do like following the World Cup because it’s relatively short. This year it’s in the same timezone as Spain, too, so the hours will be comfy for people here. I have no idea whether the show itself will be any good, but I like many of the songs that have come out for the occasion.
I’m having one of my days of not-MS I think it’s been brought up by the combo of not having my flat’s keys yet (supposed to get them today or tomorrow) and the crazy weather. We’ve gone from hitting the low 40s in last week’s second half to low 20s yesterday.
Bobbio, I got an email from facebook saying you wrote to me but can’t look at fb at the time, as I only have net at work and they (quite understandably) frown on facebook. Some other things they frown on aren’t… so understandable, or even legal. They forbid looking at Edumacation pages, which the Spanish Labor Law says you’re entitled to do at work so long as it doesn’t interfere with your duties (the onus to prove it does interfere is on the employer).
I was playing one of those stupid games that asks dumb questions like, “Does Nava have a tattoo on her ass?” They’re fun, but also annoying, because that particular one does not have a option for not bothering the person that is the subject of the question.
Good morning! Actually up, at 'em and reasonably awake.
Go Blackhawks!
Hee, Bobbio. You’re far more polite than I. I tend to interrupt people as soon as it’s clear where they’re from and politely ask them to take me off their calling list. I pretty much don’t get calls.
Not really. Since the exchange was edited for brevity, I left out the bit where the call came up on Caller ID as “Political Call”, so instead of ‘Hello’, I used “What the hell do you want?” I’m not making that up.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienated. I put together a sallit for tonight’s dindin. I shall have to decide upon some vegetation and side with beef tenderloin. Perhaps spareguts and wild rice. Such is my day. Oh and of course job lookin’.
BBBobbio you could answer the phone “National Puppy Kickin’ and Baby Seal Clubbin’ Society”. That would entertain.
I stayed home today, mainly just because I wanted to. My stomach has been bothering me the past few days. I could have survived going in to work, but my attitude right now is bad, so I figured a day to recharge would be good for both me and my supervisor.
I did find the PD for the job I was thinking about applying for. Operative word here is “was”. There are some systems I would be required to have a broad knowledge of, and well, the fact is, I don’t. Oh, I know what they are, but since I don’t use them, I don’t really have any knowledge of how they work and what their pros and cons are.
Frankly, the PD is a mess. Even our manpower analyst, who came from HR and classification, said it was a total mess and made no sense.
It’s too bad, because the raise would have been nice. So, I’ll keep looking for something.
The stupid rain just will not stop. I’m really so very sick of it. It’s supposed to be beautiful Saturday, but I’m not holding my breath.
#2 son has been diagnosed with asthma. Right now he is recovering from puking his guts out after taking his Prednisone. I was going to go into work slightly late, but not now… Poor kid. I’m very much on duty today for him.
In other news, got a letter from the Dept of State saying that our passport app for #2 son doesn’t include our (the parent’s) names. How can that be? I filled it out myself. :rolleyes: So now I get to jump through those hoops…
I don’t do those games on FB, so I tend to remove them from my wall. No offense, I just don’t have time or inclination to do them. So, if you don’t hear from me there, I’m not ignoring/mad at you–I’m just not doing them.
Too bad about the job, taters. Perhaps something else will come up soon.
The MOG overruled me on that one BBBobbio, so it’s back to plain ol’ borin’ dark blue suit. I think it’s a shame. I bet none of those out of town folks even thought about wearin’ spandex!
Home, exhausted from lots of fresh air and sunshine. I helped my daughter during her classes’ egg-throwing adventure. Four groups of 5th graders - honest-to-goodness, I don’t know how she does it. I also found it interesting how some of the kids looked soooooooo young and some almost looked like high schoolers. Mostly the older looking ones were girls, which I suppose is normal.
Supper is grab whatever. We’ve got some leftovers and I just don’t feel like cooking. I do need to water my outside planters, but that’s pretty much my plan for the evening. And to bed early, 'cause I’m beat. Seriously… :o <----- yawn
The Department of State doesn’t think our son is our son. Or more accurately, we have to prove we’re his parents… #2 son. Just got a letter today about it.
We are just not having a good day over here. <sigh>
I think it’s been brought up by the combo of not having my flat’s keys yet (supposed to get them today or tomorrow) and the crazy weather. We’ve gone from hitting the low 40s in last week’s second half to low 20s yesterday.
