Harumph, some Fairy you turn out to be; you should know these things! leiu, that’s a great scary movie cause if you hear something behind you, you can just turn your head around…all the way around :eek:
Hi Jynx (well, someone had to do it!)
How about Jameson’s; it’ll make for an interesting afternoon at work.
Tao, What I lose is sunglasses, cause I only need ‘em on the way into irk; they never come out of the jacket pocket again after getting in the building. Goin’ home I need the headlights.
Well, nuts. One of the silly things we have to deal with at work is there’s a Blackberry one of us has to handle all day. It gets all the email sent to it that’s also sent to our team inbox, which we’re also supposed to watch all day. So, seriously redundant. The main thing we do is delete all the email it gets all day long so it doesn’t fill up, otherwise we wouldn’t be able to get email that nobody ever reads on it. Anyway.
The battery’s almost dead, so I plugged it in to my PC using the USB cable to charge and every ten or fifteen minutes I heard a little cell phone chiming sound, and after a while I noticed that it wasn’t actually charging up, so I gave it over to the guy in the next cube to charge because he has a better cable.
Then my cell phone gave one last little strangled “FUCK YOU” chime and died.
Guess I’ll be charging it up on the way home from work tonight…
I still like Harrumph. How cool would it be to call her name? HARR-UUUUUMPH! OH HAARRRR-UUUUUUMPH! Bonus-- the neighbors will give you OMG googly eyes.
We had no power in our building yesterday from 11.30am, eventually they closed up and sent us all home at 2pm having decided the power wasn’t going to be restored any time soon. The campus is already functioning on emergency generators following a fire at a substation last week, apparently the generators can’t cope with my high demand for cups of tea!
Things are mostly back on today, some systems aren’t working so of course the urgent job I wanted to get finished isn’t going to get done yet. Tomorrow may be my last day here, I haven’t yet heard whether I will be staying on or not, so the urgent job may remain unfinished…and I don’t feel particularly well today, the germs feel like they’re coming back again. Definitely a case of the blurfs.
Welcome back, Cap’n - this is the perfect place for your tales of lamentations and woe, I’m sure there’s some spare chocolate and beer lying around somewhere to ease the pain. And cookies. Cookies are good.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 49 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 61. Yestiddy was windy, gray and dreary. Wonder what today will be.
Poor puppeh just can’t get a proper name can she? Wednesday
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants food. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence.
Good morning! I got an email yesterday that I’ve got a check to pick up at the little store - the money is nice, if little more than pocket change, but it’s fun to see what’s sold. And last night, I tagged and inventoried 17 more pairs of texting mitts that I’ll be dropping off today. This weekend, I should have the pottery finished and ready to go as well - I need to put cork pads on the bottoms of the penguin spoon rests. Whew - selling my creativity can be exhausting!
And now that I’m done with my commercial knitting, I can make the mitts I promised my cousin, then try to churn out a couple of more things to give to my mom when I go up there next week - probably more hats for the shelter, since they make up fast. I don’t have time to do another afghan. Or enough yarn, unless I make a random patchwork blanket.
**Spidey **- Alas, it didn’t get cold enough to freeze my laundry last night, but I love when it does. For some reason, clothes that freeze, then dry via sublimation, seem to be super-soft. I know towels that freeze will be so fluffy when dry. Of course, you’ve got the frostbitten fingers, but it’s a small price to pay…
That’s all I’ve got. There are 4 drawing clamouring for my attention, plus I have to get ready for my trip on Monday. Probably should make a hotel reservation, huh? So off with me…
Thanks for all the suggestions peeps. Kitty no have infection, first thing vet checked, just bad attitude. Pill pockets - he just looks at them and then looks at us with the “You have GOT to be kidding me” expression on his face. I force my husband to gently coax (ram) the pills down his throat everymorning. We are hoping to try him off said pills next month after the holiday excitement calms down.
FCM I think you should actually call Puppeh - Puppeh! Spelled just like that! Or Daikon or Ginger or Ipomoea batatas!
I’ve found giving liquid meds to a cat easier than getting pills down the same cat. Possible? Worth trying?
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No liquid form of pills, I asked. I also bought a pill giver thingie like [this]
(http://www.amazon.com/Pet-Piller/dp/B0002AL6U6/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1352985238&sr=8-1&keywords=pet+pill+popper) but pills are so small and you only have one shot to get it in him. If you miss then you have to try to wrangle the pill and the cat simultaniously, while highly amusing to watch my husband peform, this will not win you any appreciation points (trust me, I know).
I have never medicated a cat. The dawgs I have medicated were bad enough. Dang boogers learn fast! “Want some peanut butter?” said with peanut butter on a finger which would usually lead to “Oh boy! Peanut butter!!!111omg” would become, “Yeah, right, no pill stuck in that peanut butter. :dubious: I ain’t eatin’ that!” “Here’s you come cheese!” which would usually lead to “Oh boy! Cheese!!!111omg” would become, “Yeah right, no pill stuck in that cheese. :dubious: I ain’t eatin’ that!” They figured it out every. single. time. So it would become the old open the mouth, shove the pill in, rub the throat and watch for a while to make sure the pill got swallowed. It was always, “Fine, you might make me take that pill but I ain’t gotta like it, I don’t have to act like I like it and so I’m gonna make it into a big deal, so there!”
Well, somehow after getting all terrified during The Exorcist, sometime around when Max von Sydow was getting covered with green pea soup I fell asleep. In my defense I had a cold coming on and was full of Nyquil and stuff. If that wasn’t it then gee, I don’t know what the devil got into me.
I did pause at that horrible point when you see the awful devil face for a split second and took a picture of it with my cell phone. I can link to it if anyone here needs to poop.
When The Omen came out a guy I knew went to see it with his wife. Right when Gregory Peck finds the 666 in his son’s hair and the evil nanny jumps on his back, the woman behind him at the theatre dug her fingernails into his shoulders. That was bad enough but then he also had to convince his wife he had no idea who that woman was.
**Jynx **doesn’t have my cat - I still have my cat, who was actually FCD’s cat, but the doggone feline lurves me to pieces, so I guess he’s my cat now. :rolleyes: But he hasn’t peed inappropriatedly in ages - either it was a coincidence, or the change in cat food really did matter.
Three out of 4 drawings done - I’m almost out of work again. Reservations made for Monday night. Just need to gather together everything I need to take with me, including the alternator that’s sitting on my desk right now. I just hope I don’t end up staying for 2 nights - I need to be home on Weds to bake!
I also bought a pill giver thingie like [this]