Wow, autocorrect really butchered your last word 
Personally, I hate it when that happens!
Wait, is is 
I thought your dog was Sah-dog, a Shar-pei mix. Why are you posting pictures of Lucky Louie?
Yesterday was kinda funny: Two days removed from Valentine’s Day and the school’s financial aid office already has shamrocks on its door.
Leftover pizza made for a satisfying lunch. Wish I had something smaller than a $5 so I could get a little chocolate for dessert. Oh well…
Thank You Sari for posting the picture for me. I am an idiot about links and such and asked her to post since I am always talking about Lucky Louie!
I always imagined him bigger. 
ETA: Found later in the thread that that was because I was thinking of the wrong dog. Thought poster of picture was owner of dog in picture.
Day off, up courtesy of the furry alarm clock. Once I wake up enough, gotta get after homework (yay).
Butters asked me to.
Yes Lucky Louie is hers.
I guess I should have clarified but I thought everybody would know.
butters, I like the sleepy pup pose. He’s a cutie!
rockin’, for my mom’s memorial, I just wore a skirt, blouse and blazer (and tights under because it was a flippin’ cold February day in Lake Effects Snow Country™ ). For my cousin’s funeral in January, it was slacks and a blazer. Check the thrift and consignment stores.
Moooom, the vending machines in our main break room don’t even take currency. You have to have an account set up to even use a credit or debit card, but most folks just have items deducted from their pay. You can still get a coke, candy bar and a pack of nabs in the small break areas with change though.
I was going to fix sesame pork and veggies last night for supper but wound up, instead, with an impromptu dinner date. 
So it looks like I’ll be fixing that tonight instead.
**FCD **called and told me that I’ll be getting a call for an interview with his company. After today, that’s especially exciting! Fingers crossed…
Howdy Y’all! Another day of irk survived. Plus I survived a trip to the grocery sto. Go Me! Tonight is soup 'n sammich over to the church house so that takes care of dindin.
JoeDawg looked like Lucky Louie.
MOOOOOOM appropriate/inappropriate appendages crossed re the interview.
I have GOT to get on that homework. (sigh)
I’m scheduled for an interview on Firday at 1 for about 2 hours. So I told my boss that I need to leave at noon to tend to some personal business. 
They’re looking for a Mechanical Designer, which sounds to me like an engineer that they don’t want to pay engineer wages. OK, in reality it’s somewhere between a drafter and an engineer. As long as they pay at least as much as I’m making now, preferably a little more, I’ll be jumping ship.
I talked to my boss just before 10, telling him I was out of work to do. He said he’d get back to me after lunch. When I left at 3:30, I still hadn’t seen him. That’s a big reason that I want to get a different job. So we shall see.
We let Salsa’s cook supper because I didn’t feel like cooking. It was good. Now we’re home and about to assume the veg posture. C’mon Firday!!!
Dinner was BLTs except in my case the T was a H – horseradish sauce. It was just what I wanted.
Howdy Y’all! The Agape supper over to the church house was great. Four very tasty soups even! I like the way this service goes right from the supper to Holy Eucharist.
Now I’s sleepified and shortly shall join OYKW who is already abed.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
I heard from my next door neighbor of a shocking event that happened in our area today.
He asked if I’d heard about it and I said “no”.
A little before noon he says he was working on his computer, when, right outside his house he heard gunshots, quite a lot. He called 911 right away, and looked outside, seeing a man running west, in the street, with a gun in his hand. This guy passed my house, but then turned towards it, running in between my house and the house on the west. There’s fencing that seperates the yards. Dude comes running back and continues west towards a park, passing out of view. My neighbor goes up by my house where he’d seen the shooter goes and finds his gun, poked past my fence into the corner of the west neighbor’s property. Eek! When the police(lots of them) arrived he pointed it out to them, for which they were grateful.
My neighbor says the police told him, later in the day when he called again, that at least two people have been arrested, but I don’t know if either of them is the one who came into my yard with the gun I don’t know.
The Compliance guy from the company was in my store today. It’s officially upgraded from “Dumpster Fire” to “Smoldering Dumpster”
Baker, I once got barred from my apartment ,because the cops were chasing a guy back and forth between my apartment complex and the one next door, after he robbed the convenience store across the street. It was like starring in Cops.
: crosses appropriate and inappropriate appendages for FCM :
Sounds very much like an improvement.
I finally replace the light bulb in the garage door opener tonight. Took < 1 min, & that included going to get a new bulb. In the morning, open garage door, press button, it’s getting lighter as the door goes up so one doesn’t remember that it’s out. In the evening, it’s light in there from the car headlights reflecting off the back wall…until you turn off the car, at which point you can’t reach to change the bulb because the car’s in the way. :smack: Grrr!
I hope your neighborhood isn’t normally like that, Baker!
Glad you took care of the anti-procrastination, Spidey.
If I ever wind up doing payroll in a real company, I am bloody well finding a way to automate it!
How does a cat with no exposure to other animals even GET fleas?
BLURF. WHY am I awake at 3 something in the am?
If you figure out why Butters let me know.
I had a gun in my yard incidence once, when I lived in the city. Ended up with me going toe to toe with a Jamaican drug lord. Long story, but that MFer pissed me off.
In my case, it was because apparently my neighbors were trying to roast me.
Being used to nightly temps of about 17ºC in the house and having bedclothes to match, 3am temps of 23ºC count as “too that hot”. Why the flying bologna sandwich would anybody want to keep the house at 25ºC (min, if mine is at 23 just from the leaking heat) when it’s barely 0ºC outside? Haven’t they heard of pajamas? Or of electrical bills?