I spent so much time complaining about the long winter this year, I swore I wouldn’t complain about the heat or dryness we usually get in June. And I won’t! I loved it! The summer monsoon started this week in a mellow way, afternoon thunderstorms for a couple of days. Just enough to damp down the dust and give the flowers a boost.
Wait… this is mini-rants. Damn mosquitoes! I’ve seen a couple! And damn my windowless office that detracts from my summer weather enjoyment. Windowless and hot and noisy when we open the door to the street to try to get some air. Figures I would start getting busy at work just when it’s nicest out.
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I recently spent 10 days camping just outside of Santa Fe, and the wind the wind MY GOD THE WIND. It never stopped! Wind at night, hot wind during the day, we got eaten alive by bugs because our bodies were the only source of liquid for miles. I feel your pain - those 10 days were hard camping.
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You must have picked a very unfortunate camp site…no bugs around where I’m at. Usually Santa Fe is a lot cooler too. But wind…eEE gods! :eek: It’s been an absolutely horrible spring and early summer so far, and it doesn’t look like there is any relief in sight at this point. The monsoons usually start around this time, and they were predicting some rain this weekend and possibly some next week, but I’ve noticed that a lot of the weather sites are backing off of those predictions now…it went from 30-40% chance (which is a good chance around here) to 10% (which means they have no idea what it’s going to do). We NEED those monsoons and I’m starting to wonder if we are going to get any this year.
And to top it all off the entire valley here is hazy with the smoke of all the fires, even though they are pretty far away (supposedly there was a small fire set by some of the states myriad idiots in the bosque last night). That’s all we need…if that catches on fire we are going to be in real trouble. Plus it’s one of the most beautiful areas around here.
-XT
Yeah, the air conditioner parts companies made a fortune off me today. Fuckin’ Vegas…
GAH, I hope you are up in the desert and we are not going to have that heat down here on the coast!!
Inland Empire. The coast will be warm, but not that warm.
Whew! 
I don’t even remember why I have a profile at Kelloggs, but I do. I seem to recall un-subscribing from their email shit, and when I go to unsubscribe again because I’m still receiving shit, it says I am not subscribed to anything. Then I spend the next 10 minutes playing around with passwords and refreshing browsers and changing my address to one in Beverly Hills because they don’t have an option for Canada and I can’t update my email address to a spam address because I haven’t filled in the state and zip code. Hey Kelloggs email programme! Eat a bag of dicks!
I am about to start hour 22 without cigarettes. If you’re reading this, fuck you. I hate you. If you’re not, I hate you even more. I hope something horrible happens to each and every person on Earth today.
And chen019 and GIGOBuster can both eat their own bags of dicks. No one cares! Shut up shut up shut up!
Hey, how do you feel about chen019 and GIGOBuster masturbating each other back and forth for page after page after page?
:eek: Holy Krom, I know saoirse wished something horrible to happen to all of us, but making us watch that is just… beyond the pale.
More rant than mini, I apologize upfront.
My in-laws have now made it abundantly clear their only interest in me is how I relate to their son. He’s deployed right now so I don’t exist when it comes to being invited to family functions; not only have they deliberately left me out of a baby shower and a baptism but decided I shouldn’t even be told about them and have, in fact, lied to me until I let them know I already knew. (Babies for whom MY mother made quilts, btw.) Then they compound it by saying, “We can’t wait to see you…w/ your husband when he gets back!”. Dear in-laws who think I’m either an appendix or a huge inconvenience - why do you think you get cards or gifts or phone calls on special occasions or remembered just because? I REMIND HIM! I alone buy/make/mail the gifts and cards you enjoy.
Not anymore I fucking don’t.
And if you press me again to fly cross-country to share the few precious days I have w/ him on holidays w/ *you * instead I will tell you the whole truth once and for all - your son doesn’t want to see or hear you if it can be avoided. He only spends as much time w/ you as I force him to. You people fucking kill me, when you bitch that I’m *keeping *him from you, that I’m an obstacle. You’re not worth shaming w/ the truth, not that you’d ever believe it really was the truth.
See how you like it when it’s all up to him. No doubt you’ll blame me then, too.
They will! Or perhaps they will take it to the next level as my parents did, and blame a whole STATE! :rolleyes::smack:
Last weekend and Monday: 40C in Euskadi, including Vitoria-Gasteiz. To give you an idea how unusual this is, I’ve seen snow on the ground near V-G in June and it’s got a local nick of “Siberia-Gasteiz”.
Tuesday, max for the town near Bilbao where I was working was 28C, with rains that would make a Miamian rofl but which count as “heavy” for what they’re used to. Wednesday, 18C. This weekend is expected to be in the high 20s and sunny. Spring is over: someone tell the thermometers to stop springing!
My boss tried to pull one up on my agent and me 
she failed, but I’m pitting her for being an idiot, my genes for apparently giving me a face which makes people think they can bully me (folks, the lastname means Wolf and I do bite when provoked) and inserting some gloating in the spoiler to avoid wall-of-text.
[spoiler]I’m self-employed and work as a consultant through an agent. I have also done some translation work (usually no agents involved, as I get these jobs through direct contacts). My current job is supposed to be consulting, but Boss discovered my English beats the pants off hers and has been having me translate a bunch of Important Papers; we’ve talked about the possibility of translating other Important Papers in the fall, from home, and billing directly. On Wednesday my agent asked how long did I think I had left in the job; I said till end of July, which is the information I had; he told me he had some fishes nibbling around the line. On Thursday, Boss told me “you’ll be working through your agent until the 15th; for the other two weeks, you’ll bill us directly.” Not asked, no consideration for issues such as “breach of contract”. Since my agent had to call me at 9am, I waited for it rather than maybe catch him in the car, and I told him about this. He snorted something about karma being a bitch and told me I had a phone interview scheduled for 4pm.
Passed the interview with flying colors. Starting a new job in Madrid, for 3 years if I don’t manage to piss anybody off (it’s going to be real strange to be in one place for so long) - on the 18th. What, I’m available, right? That’s what they told my agent, right? So, of course, it’s what he told the fishes… When I told Boss, she said “you can’t tell agent no, of course?” “actually, I can’t tell BigCompany no to a 3-year contract.” Not that I would want to do so for someone who’s tried to get me into a breach of contract
As the person I’m training put it, “you eventually pay for everything. Sometimes, a lot faster than you thought you would”.
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Nawth Chucka, if you don’t want to have anything to do with them, and your husband doesn’t want to have anything to do with them, and they live across the country, I’m not really seeing the problem here - don’t have anything to do with them. 
Dearborn Heights at 95 degrees. Heat index 105. that is damn hot.
It’s about to that point, but there are family members he wants to see in that immediate circle, so…we have to see everyone so no one feels left out. Except me. It’s fine for me to be left out, apparently. As his aunt told me when shooing me away from the front few rows of seats at his sister’s wedding 2 years ago, “These are for FAMILY!”.
Looks like I get to drive 3 hours in 95 degree heat in a car with balky air-conditioning to pick up my boyfriend near Chicago because his car broke down. I know, he’d do it for me… At least the migraine is easing up. Today was day 3 of the “monthly” migraine from hell.
It is 118 degrees outside and so naturally my not-quite-sis-in-law rented a moving truck and asked us to help her move furniture. Now. At 3 in the afternoon. Death, plz.