That gets “Your supervisor wants to speak with me STAT” Useless minions do not, and will not like me.
Goddamit, declaring bankruptcy isn’t a get-out-of-paying-your-bills free card!!!
Shit.
I have to get up early tomorrow and I can’t go to sleep tonight because the goddamn asshole fuckheads who stay up late every Thursday night driving their loud cars extremely fast around the neighbourhood are at it again.
I’ve taken multiple drugs and still can’t fucking sleep.
So, today would’ve been my ninth wedding anniversary, if I’d stayed married. And I’m not really bummed about that, 'cause I’m glad to be out of the damn thing; that relationship sucked, even if the divorce was relatively amicable. Why, it’s even amicable enough that I was okay having my ex add me on Facebook. I mean, what the fuck, right?
Well, today my ex decided to post all of our wedding pictures. And tagged me in them. And changed personal icon to match. So, you know, I get home from dinner with a friend, look at my fucking Facebook, and get to see a gajillion notifications that I’ve been tagged. That people have commented. So, you know, now I get to either go through and untag myself in all of them (forcing me to view the fucking things), or I have to keep on getting the stupid notifications. And I’d have to block or remove my ex, 'cause having it as a fucking user icon is just…who the fuck does that? Who the fuck puts their fucking ex as part of their fucking profile picture?
Deep breaths. Calms
Also, I accidentally wiped my iPhone. And out of my best online friends, one is so goddamn busy that I feel like it’s easier for me to keep track of him via fucking news articles, and the other is out tonight.
Seriously, fuck today.
At least she uses her blinkers so people know to try to dodge. Of course that is just reinforcing her way of driving, but I’ve seen this a lot. Blinkers go on and car tries to run me over, so I dodge.
I’m sorry. I laughed, then wanted to point out that he’s not that dumb, he’s got a human slave to clean it up for him.
Karen and I cooked up a plan where I gave her money to buy a mommy cam and she asked Bill to install it because she didn’t want cats in the kitchen garbage can. Now that Bill knows that its really something that she wants and all, he was happy to set it up.
Tonight, I found Lucky stuck in the bay window bench again.
She’s probably not being lazy as much as she’s trying to tell you she needs a ‘better for her’ location for a bathroom. I’ve seen cats as young as 5 develop arthritis. Even if they’re still running and jumping around, being subjected to an obstacle course in order to get to their bathroom can be just enough to make them decide that laundry on the floor will do for now. This sort of thing gets my ire up, as I’ve seen too many cats returned to the shelter for litter box issues that the cat was clearly trying to show was a simple fix such as adding a box or moving to a more acceptable to them location, and instead of accommodating the issue (like simply putting a box on the same floor where the cat does most of her living), people just dump the cat back at the shelter. Older (meaning simply not kittens), less adoptable cats that do horribly badly in shelters once they’ve been housecats, and do nothing but develop medical issues and languish until they’re euthanized.
I know you’re sick and probably distracted by issues with your child (I hope therapy proves all she needs - I have a couple of cousins for whom some childhood speech therapy was all they needed) but please don’t ignore your kitty - she’s yelling at you.
Can you use earplugs? They have worked wonders for me. 
Also, white noise. I slept through a man pruning trees with a small chainsaw outside my windows this morning, thanks to my white noise CD playing on a continuous loop.
Shhh. I think she’s asleep now. 
Ugh! My neighbor directly across from me got back together with her alcoholic boyfriend. They were together for a number of years and have an 11 yo son. I thought they split for good about 4 yrs ago, then a couple of years ago they got back together. He was sober and being a good dad and I thought maybe they would be fine. They were together less than a year when she kicked him out for good. He was sober, but still a jerk. She said she would never get back together with him. She sounded resolute. He was gone for over a year. I only saw him picking up or dropping off the kid. Then about a month ago I started noticing his truck there over night. Sure enough he’s back. And he’s no longer sober.
Just now I had to text her to see everything was Ok over there because I could see a couple of guys out front with the garage open drinking and dancing and talking loudly. I could hear the music in my house and it was nearly midnight. I didn’t see her and assumed she wasn’t home. She texted back apologized and the music went off about a minute later.
I really like her and in 12 yrs of having her live across the street we’ve never once had a noise problem. I hope this is just a one-off weird thing.
Yes, I did end up using earplugs. But earlier on I was listening to the radio and it was difficult to concentrate on that because of all the noise. Plus, my wearing earplugs doesn’t stop people from driving around like that and endangering the safety of others on the road.
Also, I posted about this problem on Facebook. A friend who lives in my neighbourhood supplied the information that these people aren’t just some moronic teenagers just learning to drive -they’re in their 40s and 50s! What the fuck, man.
As an aside, I tend to use earplugs a lot, and not just while sleeping. I use them on public transit all the time because people are so damn noisy.
Thank you for the kind thoughts. Thankfully, it didn’t make it this far east. As a matter of fact, we are having near record highs about 10-15 degrees above normal. Talk about the land of infinite variety.
Bummer. Can you at least try to get some recompense from the morons?
As far as the too big boiler thing, I wonder if that’s my problem. From what I’ve read, you are supposed to have one pound of pressure for each one foot rise in height from the top of the boiler to the top of the top most radiators. For instance, if the height from the top of the boiler to the top of the radiator is 10 feet, you should set it at 10 pounds of pressure. When I measure mine, it’s only about 7 feet meaning 7 pounds of pressure. Which brings up a problem, because you should have a minimum of 10 pounds of pressure. They have the fixed point (I can’t remember what it’s called, it’s the arrow that never moves that you align the other arrow up to. Mine is red) set at 30 pounds!! And that’s what the boiler was set at when I moved in. This creates a very loud humming noise (and sometimes rattling) in the radiators and pipes.
sigh Again. :rolleyes:
New bus passenger walks down the stairs, looks over at the line of (then) 10 people waiting for the bus and instead decides to sit on a bench at the far end of the station. Then when the bus shows up (and there are now 40 people in line), he walks right up to the front of the line. When I ask him if he’s too important to wait in line, he attempts to claim that he was there before the line was. No, I was in line and watched you arrive, jackass.
The plumber I like says he’ll work with us to see if he can get the boiler people to pay up.
Today’s rant. I just got a call from my eldest daughter’s school. My darling is ten. She did not want to be friends with two of her classmates. So they followed her around for an hour secretly videotaping her with their ipads. They made a video of her where they were accusing her of being ugly and disgusting and picking her nose in public. Thankfully school officials caught the kids. I can’t say I blame her. Who the fuck wants to be friends with rotten kids like that?
Sigh. My SO has done the stupid again, and of course he feels bad about it, but it’s all of a pattern, and it’s hard for me to feel very much sympathy (of course I have to seem sympathetic, or there would be no living with him).
He likes nice things, but he doesn’t take care of them. Recently he bought a Louis Vuitton tote (at the outlet store, but still), I think he paid about $400 for it. Today he was out shopping, he remembers pulling out his shopping bags from it and then putting it in the trunk, where it would be safe. When he came back it wasn’t there. This was in a public, open-air parking lot (not garage). The most likely thing to me is that he didn’t close the trunk all the way and as he walked away (oblivious as he so often is) it popped open again. Then while he was shopping an opportunistic thief grabbed the bag and shut the trunk.
In the bag was his cheap-ass cell phone (which we have now cancelled) and, oh yes, about $3000 in Japanese Yen. Why he was carrying all that cash in the bag, instead of leaving it at home, I have no idea. It’s not like he could have spent any of it anywhere.
After he got home I tried calling the phone, no answer of course. Then a few minutes I tried again, and the asshole thief was using it. So that’s when I cancelled it.
This is not the first time something like this has happened. Many times he has misplaced his wallet, once he dropped it on the ground by his car because he wasn’t paying attention. Fortunately that time an honest person found it and called us. One time he swept a bunch of garbage off the counter into the garbage can, and a couple of days later (after garbage pickup of course) he concluded that his Cartier watch must have been on the counter with the junk, and gone into the garbage.
Like I said, I feel sorry for him, but less sorry every time something like this happens. He just doesn’t seem to have basic common sense, or be able to pay close attention to what he is doing at the moment; if he is on his way somewhere he is thinking about what he is going to do instead of what he is doing now. He’s 65 and he’s always been like this, so I don’t think he is going to change. Sigh.
Roddy
Everytime I roll socks (yes, I still roll socks) I have to wonder why women’s socks are such thin pieces of complete crap. White sports socks. I have to wear 2 pair to get any padding, and his are nice and thick.
Then buy men’s socks.
Men’s socks are larger than women’s socks, in both length and width. If she has feet that are longer and wider than the average woman, then buying men’s socks is a good solution. However, if men’s socks are too big for her, then wearing them could cause blisters.
Same basic idea when it comes to buying men’s jeans or pants, if you’re a woman. The garment is cut differently…most men’s jeans don’t have as much room for the hips and butt as women’s jeans do, and women NEED that room, or else the waistband gapes terribly.
Yep, I can buy a small man’s size, but there’s too much fabric in the width. Do they make socks for men with narrow feet? Never have seen them.