Do you want the fudge as well or will you make do with a bit of tablet? Well, he is a Scotsman after all!
Hump day! (For those of us doing the Mon-Fri thing anyway.) Caffeine infusion engaged. Already busy at work, and my cow-orker is late (though he already informed me that he would be yesterday afternoon, so I was prepared for that.) As LiLi has pointed out it’s been hot 'n sticky here the last few days. That’s just fine by me though. I won’t say I like it when the weather gets like this, but it is generally much easier to cool off in the summer than it is to warm up in the winter, so given the choice – bring on summer, baby!
Yeah … I’m not much of a Canadian with regards to the stereotypes. I hate winter, don’t watch hockey, prefer regular bacon to back bacon, and though I enjoy a good beerverage once in a while, I don’ keep it around the house (or anything else alcoholic for that matter.) And I don’t say “eh.” I think I still speak for Canadians though when I apologize for Celine Dion.
Haze - You’ll get used to it. I haven’t been able to sleep past 6:30am during the week in years. Weekends and holidays are another matter of course. And I am (or used to be, anywy) a night owl, so that sort of schedule took me ages to truly come to terms with. But, such is the world of collared shirts. 
BBBobbio - Congrats on the practice results! It’s kind of nice knowing you already know your stuff before you’re tested on it. Of course, we here expected no less. You’re a Doper, and moreover, an MMPer. How could you fail? Plus, I suspect that if you did, a certain mob of people would descent upon Mayberry to give the test amins a bit of whatfor. 
Heff & Roo - What? It is hump day. No, not that kind of hump[sup][/sup]. The middle of the work week, the point at which the amount of time before the weekend becomes shorter than the amount of time left to work for the week. You’re over the hump, as it were.[sub] Your mileage may vary. Congrats if it does.[/sub]
Ali - Pfuh! You can’t hurt our healthcare system. Whatever you do to it, it’ll just check into a fine institution for medical rehabilitation and heal right back up. Its only known weakness is former Premier Mike Harris, but we have our pointy sticks sharpened should we ever catch wind that he’s been weaponized.
LiLi - Need I remind you that the shimmering heat of summer is a perfect opportunity to consume good quality ice cream and pitchers of iced tea? I’m sure that must mitigate some of your displeasure for The Big Bright Thing in the Sky.
We now return you to your regularly scheduled slavery already in progress.
looks completely blank I get the feeling fudge and tablet are some sort of euphemisms but I think they do not mean what they mean over here.
Well, I just got a phone call. Seems like Uncle Shim Wants Me for another of my Thursdays… so tomorrow morning will, once again, be spent in a bunker figuring out how we may someday want to go about blowing shit up. I love the army :rolleyes:
**Bobbio **-- congrats!
**Haze **-- I feel your pain. And I have to get up every freaking weekday at 6:45, and have been doing so for the past 10 years or so 
With no respite in sight. Yes, I’m one of those who, left to their own devices, gravitate towards a 3 AM → 10 AM sleep schedule, too. But I don’t get left to my own devices.
**Meeks **-- I think **BooFae **is just afraid you won’t take her up on her offer if she doesn’t throw in something to sweeten the deal, as it were.
Going home soon. I’m actually leaving work only a bit after 5 for a change! Even if it’s because I really. really need to stop off at the barbershop for a haircut on the way.
What he said. Except I prefer cider to beer. And we have Driving HUsband’s alcohol stash here. And I’m also sorry for Avril Lavigne.
I do like ice cream. And it’s cherry season, so I think I’ll mosey to the store for some cherries. IN a few minutes. Closer to the Nice Safe Afternoon.
Fudge means fudge, and tablet is a sugary-buttery candy that bears strong resemblence to fudge. They’re both good.
Oh I get it. She’s bribing me. Oh, OK - I’ll take fudge, provided it’s not chocolate fudge. Peanut Butter would be great.
I don’t need any 30-something Brits or Israelis or any other of the aforementioned types of single (or not) male around here. For some reason, now that I’m married, there are three zillion attractive men around. Where were they all when I was single??
taxi we’ve been here all along.
Congrats on acin’ the practice test BBBobbio. Then again, for a Doper and a Cool Kid that’s nuttin’, right?
And now for the news…
**YAAAAAAY!!!
YIIIIIIPPPPPPEEEEEE!!!
WOOOOOOHOOOOOO!!!
IIITTT’SSS
MMMIIILLLEEERRR
TIIIMMMEEE!!!**
I got a letter today confirming my employment. I start July 9th at 7:00 A.M. I have no idea if it’ll be first shift (July 9 bein’ orientation and all) or what or even what exactly I’ll start out doin’ but still…
I AM EMPLOYED!!!
So, no more job huntin’. I officially declare that da bear is officially on goof off status for the next week and a half!
I’m kinda excitated. Does it show?
YAY!!!
Congrats, Swampy!
I’m upright, and mostly awake. I decided I needed coffee this morning (decaf, I’m hoping the placebo effect will kick in), since last night was long. I am so not a morning person. If I had my druthers, I’d never be up before noon, maybe 11 if I felt like getting up early. Alas, I must work for a living. I decided a long time ago that I’d rather spend my mornings, as early as possible, at work, when I’m not quite awake. Hey, I have to be here and dressed. Nobody said anything about being awake.
So, around 11 last night, a couple of kids decided to go joyriding through the neighborhood. How did we discover this? CRASH! CRUNCH! CRUNCH! BANG! Oh, sh@*! Sound of running feet. The joyriders had hotwired a Chevy Nova with a screwdriver, plowed into 3 of the neighbor’s cars, drove into a tree, and took off running. Commence with the local gendarmes, the tow trucks, the whole nine yards. Right outside my bedroom window. I mean, right outside, as in I’m lucky that I don’t have a new exit to my house this morning. The cops interviewed the perps in my carport, directly behind my *other * bedroom window. A bad time was had by all (the perps were crying, of all things), and I didn’t get to sleep until after 1 am. I’m thinking I need to put more thought into moving.
Yay, swampy!!!
No, no snoring. In fact, let’s go for it–I want Colin Firth. I will accept no substitutes.
I’ve read the Outlander series–the “heroine” bugged me. I felt bad for her husband–he didn’t ask to be left, and Jamie was just too Fabio for me…
I will not take tablet (sounds like office supplies to me), and I only want chocolate fudge–with nuts.
YAY for Swampus Employedus! Well done.
I just finished watching Easter Parade. Some of it is as good as ever and some of it is reallly dated. Full Monty is next.
I should do some school work. Ugh.
Whoever asked me if I had had my abdomen sliced open and an organ yanked out–no, I haven’t. I’d like to yank out my entire digestive tract… Note to self: never get pneumonia again so that you don’t have to take this horrid antibiotics.
Congrats, Swampy!!!
One week until show time. I’m a nervous wreck.
YAY SWAMPY!!
(Sean, you think Miller is better than Goldstar? :dubious: )
Morning, or afternoon, or whatever the heck it is, y’all. <yawn> Okay, last night was just too late even for little ol’ night owl me. I didn’t get to bed till after 4 am, but at least I was able to stay in bed till 11 this morning so now that I’m somewhat caffeinated, I’m at least barely functioning. But whiterabbit has already threatened me with who-knows-what if I even think about working today, so I guess I shall be forced to spend the day reading and surfing the net and knitting. Aw, shucks.
Yay for being an Employed Person again, Swampy! I can’t remember – are they hiring you for a permanent job or a temporary job? Not that it matters at this point, I realize, since it’s a paycheck (yay!). I’m just nosy and curious.
Yay for acing your practice exam, BBBobbio! I’m not surprised, of course, you being a Cool Kid™ and all. I just hope if I ever need an ambylance, I get a paramedic type just like you!
Mmmm, salmon…will you adopt me, please, kai? Whenever you get sick of eating salmon, I’ll fill in for you so Skiffman doesn’t feel like his heavenly offerings are unwanted!
Boo for the crying joyriding perps, Rosie. Here’s hoping they learn a lesson. (I know, it’ll probably be, next time don’t get caught!) Next time I hope they at least do it outside someone else’s bedroom window.
Bummer about the antibiotics doing such a number on your digestive tract, Rigs. whiterabbit is in somewhat the same situation with the massive dose of antibiotics she’s having to take for her nasty ear. At least she’s getting better; you’d better be, too!
I’m glad all went well with your slicing and dicing, Kat. Here’s hoping for a speedy recovery!
And the rest of you, yay/boo/hiss as appropriate.
I learned yesterdray evening why my two recent attempts to order FedEx supplies had apparently vanished into the ether. Even though we’ve lived here for two years, I updated my information everywhere on their website I could find to update it, and I’ve had supplies delivered here multiple times before, they still managed to step backwards in time and deliver both orders – to Louisiana. So the poor folks living in our old house must be a bit mystified about why they got two batches of FedEx supplies that they didn’t order, but at least now I know my local FedEx guy doesn’t hate me or something! Unlike the messenger service, he tries to sneak up to the door quietly and not set off the dogs, so we like him.
Okay, back to knitting. And reading.
Congrats, swampy! Welcome to the ranks of the [del]wage slaves[/del] employed.
Congrats, swampy - no one deserves it more than you.
Just checking in to let Mama Tigs know I sent the CDs out today.
YAY SWAMPY!!!
Help! I need a dress for some friends’ wedding in August. It’s gotta be sorta formal (guys need to wear suits so a dress to go with suited guys) but - and this is the big problem - I will FREEZE to death in any of the sleeveless or halter top style dresses that are so popular for the summer. But the only dresses with jackets that I’ve seen are fugly. Has anyone seen anything appropriate for a 20-something who has problems staying warm in air conditioning? I like this with the little shrug that goes with it, but it’s really too dressy/too evening for an afternoon wedding. (Reception is in the evening though.) GAH. I hate having circulation problems such that I can’t stay warm! Just once I’d like to be able to wear sandals to work! I spend all summer (indoors anyway) wearing socks and shoes to keep warm. 
And then it makes finding dresses so difficult!
Have you considered a shawl/wrap? Our graduation party was on a cruise boat, out on the lake - it got pretty cool, so I took a wrap with me. The only problem is that it’s a bit fussier than a jacket-type covering, since there’s nothing really holding it place. I guess you could trying pinning it with a brooch.