I gotta move my lillies this fall. My globe willow tree is getting BIG, it’s shading them out. I’m thinking I’ll expand the other flower bed in the front yard, (the one by the driveway) and move them out there. I gotta thin the irises (irii? Eyrie, mon!)in that bed anyway; it would make sense to work in a lot of compost at the same time.
The older couple who owned the horse farm down the road died last year! They rolled thier motorhome. I didn’t find out until now becasue I didn’t bother to add horse manure to my compost last summer. What a bummer! They had already sold the farm to some developers for $500,000 so they died rich. Now a hot looking woman, her boyfriend & adolescent daughter live there until the developers start developing.
Speaking of compost, I’m gonna make a shit load of really good compost this summer. Most of it’s going on the vegetable garden this fall.
I gotta plant a decent shade tree in the back yard soon. I’ve got a maple seedling coming up on it’s own; maybe I’ll mov eit to a decent spot. I’ll have to fence around it so the dog doesn’t piss it to death.
If you get cramps mid-cycle, Mirror Image, you might be having painful ovulation, which is extremely common, apparently. Also kind of helpful; if you know you’re ovulating, you know you’re at your most fertile.
Okay, enough of trying to be helpful. Let’s talk about ME for awhile. My job is okay, but I’m having the same difficulty I always have; hired for one job, and when they find out I can do much more, I get more and more duties piled on. For the same wages, of course. I have got to learn how to be borderline incompetent. We’re supposed to have reviews in June, and I plan to ask for a raise since I’m doing a much more complicated job than I was hired for.
I need more money. I have all this stuff I want to do, and just not enough money to do any of it. We have too much debt, too. I wish we were debt-free and free to spend our money on anything we wanted, instead of just bills, bills, bills.
This has been the worst spring ever here. The trees are just starting to leaf out now. We had snow the weekend before last.
I thought about it for ages and ages. Nothing. Then I tried to make notes but again - nothing. So I wandered over to the fridge for some inspiration. Nothing. Well, plenty of stuff, but I must be strong.
In fact, the whole thing about posting is beginning to get me down. There isn’t a whole lot happening right now. Just me sitting in front of my computer whiling away the minutes before I have to get ready for work. And I’m sure you don’t want to hear about that.
I have no original, mind-shattering thoughts to offer, either on this or on any other thread.
So what to do? Do I fluff it out and pretend I’m interesting really, that underneath the mountains of fluff there’s a hugely entertaining and stimulating person just itching to get out? Do I try somehow to say something that’ll change your minds about me and think wow! I must read all of Clone’s posts now!?
Maybe I’ll just take time out to think through my life and see where I’m going.
Well, I need a thread like this. Hope I don’t kill it. I’m good at that.
I am trying to do the thing, the job search thing, and some places want you to jump through WAY too many hoops before they’ll even see you. I want to send them my resume, and in the cover letter, say do you SEE jumping through hoops anywhere in this packet 'o papers? I don’t DO it. If it’s not on my resume, I don’t DO it. Ugh.
I’m also trying to figure out the future of a very important relationship, like, whether it should live or die future. I’ve been trying to figure it out for about 8 years now. It’s making me just a tiny bit mental.
I am procrastinating on writing a beading column on rainbows.
My kitty is getting her teeth cleaned tomorrow and I’m very nervous about it.
I cleaned my guinea pigs’ cage tonight.
Does that Nads (snicker) hair remover stuff work?
I want a super gorgeous enlightened hunk of man to take me away from it all, like Calgon.
I saw a great big tarantulasaurus-rex spider in here the other day.
The garbage won’t get picked up until Wednesday.
I planted some perennials this afternoon, to replace the perennials that weren’t growing. Stupid !$*&# plants. I saw lots of earthworms.
I gotsa kitty! This isn’t new or anything, but she’s looking VeryVery cute sleeping on my bed there, and I thought I’d mention it.
THe digital camera I got for my b-day doesn’t want to connect with the computer. How can I show the world how cute my cat is, if I can’t get the damn pictures onto my stupid computer?
My back is itchy. And I have cat hair on my face. Ick.
Brownies are good. I just want to say that. I once baked brownies at midnight before my Chem final. That sure was a smart thing to do. Then the milk I drank was kinda bad so then I had to take a dump 15 minutes before the test. Then during the final I left a whole section blank since I thought we had 50 minutes to do it but noooo, only 10 and POO on the teacher and POO on me for not listening to instructions.
Brownies are kinda like poo because they’re both brown and maybe the same texture. I don’t really want to go find out. Okay enough rambling. I got to go to bed so I don’t pass out tomorrow. I like these nothing posts.
It’s ten thirty in the morning, and I’ve just got up. And immediately stumbled towards the computer. I have a feeling this is not a good thing.
I can’t really think of anything to add to this, really, except it now feels like I’m writing in my journal, ie, going on and on and on in a single run-on sentence with an abundance of commas and a significant lack of anything to say that in fact only continues because I feel like I’m actually writing something important while I am in fact just rambling, that is, not rambling per se, but typing anything that comes into my head that might feasibly make sense if you squint really, really hard, as a lot of things I have to say only make sense that way.
Me too. 'cept I’m hung over too (well, as hung over as it is possible for me to be, as I don’t get hangovers)
Hi ** koeeoaddi**! (if anyone bolds the first letter of their post here I am going to scream)
Complements make me nervous but thankyou anyway.
You read Pratchett?
Now that I am sober I have access to my memory. I remember that there are two completely different types of ‘cramp’. one which feels like a ‘sore tummy’ and the other is where your muscle locks and your face goes :eek:
It’s 8:30 and I’m supposed to be going to an open air shopping mall but it’s raining out. But I really want to go shoe shopping. I like shoes. Shoes are fun to try on. I’m sick of the rain. It’s rained all weekend.
I made brownines this weekend. Double chocolate for the kids and frango mint with pecans for the grown ups. The kids don’t like nuts or frango mints–poo on them!
I saw the Matrix–it was cool. I saw Bruce Allmighty. I fell asleep. I had a nice nap, though. The theater had these really comfy seats, like barca loungers with the high back.
I’ve been at work for approx. 2 hours and I have done about ten minutes of work. :rolleyes:
It rained all weekend, and our annual camping trip got cancelled, so instead of camping in tents, and cooking over the fire, our crew “camped” in someones living room with the space heater on.
We’re talking about the ones which feel like someone’s punching your stomach, taking all the muscles in your lower back, tying them in knots, and then twisting the knots, just for fun. They make your face go and :eek: and :mad:
Hot tea is very good for period cramps. The caffiene acts as a mild analgesic, and the tea contains “stuff” which is good for alleviating cramp. Failing that, chamomile or dandelion tea. Yes, they both taste like ditchwater, but they work!
and :eek: and :mad: