Dang it!
Wow - I must really be out of it - I’ve never heard of the flipping the mattress thing. Hmm…what exactly is the point?
Oh, and since this is a random Rue thread…I’ve been quacking today - my last day at this job is the 31st, so I am a lame duck. Then again, I just got out of a 1&1/2 hour meeting where I actually made contributions, so maybe I’m not as lame as I could be.
Documentation - I hate documentation.
Susan
I called my mom this evening to see if she got the box of gifts I sent there last week. (She did.) She mentioned that tomorrow will have one minute more of daylight than today did. Yay.
I hate documentation, too, and before I left the office today, my team leader delivered 9 more engineering requests. They’re fairly easy (Determine if the parts are flight critical) but each one requires a completed checklist and a completed instruction form. Oh well, it’ll give me something to do.
Here’s a hijack with some potential: Ever have a naughty dream about a fellow Doper? :eek:
Yeah, I did. That’s all I’m sayin’. I’ve got to uphold my wholesome reputation.
The Little Woman has these weird friends. The kind of friends she sees face-to-face on a regular basis. Not MY kind of friends that live inside my computer and entertain me when it’s convenient for me. Anyway, the plus side of haveing her “real life” friends (?) is that sometimes they give her stuff. Like these cookies she just got.
They are some weird looking cookies. They have chocolate and almonds and little bits of what I hope are some sort of fruit and maybe coconut. You know what they look like? Giant cookie scabs. But they are mighty tastey giant cookie scabs.
If I forget to say it later, Merry Christmas. Unless you don’t do “Christmas”. The Merry Whatever You Feel Is Appropriate. Just be Merry dammit!
Or Pippin. You could be Pippin if you really wanted. I guess.
-Rue. (Merry now, but was Frodo once)
Ah, Christmas.
Do you know what Christmas means to me? Cheese ball. My mom makes great cheese balls.
I don’t do cookies.
I should have checked this thread last night in between the wrapping and the cursing and the throwing heavy objects and the screaming and the crying and the heavy drinking, mwhaa. I neglected to have a naughty dream about a fellow doper, thus failing in my assignment. The dog ate my homework or something.
And God bless FedEx. They saved my butt yesterday.
FedEx saving Ex’s butt oughta be good fodder for a hijack. Unfortunately, I am not feeling creative right now so I got nuttin.
FCM was the dream about a doper you’ve met or one you wanna meet? We need some detail so we can figure out who or just make stuff up, which is what we’re all gonna do anyway. 
Oh and Merry Christmas and stuff to everybody!
swampy, you caught me - the dream was about you! I confess… No need to make anything up.
No, I’m not fibbing! Would I lie? Would this angelic face lie?!?
Happy Christmas Eve Eve! I finished wrapping the last of my presents last night. Tomorrow I’ll start cooking my share of the family meal that we’re having with the inlaws. Today or tomorrow, we’re supposed to get the box from our Baltimore relatives. Ho ho ho!
:eek: A naughty dream about moi? About moi, who would never ever do naughty things? except with burly men bearing beer and cookies What did I do? I know, you dreamed I was your hairdresser and I did your hair whilst nekkid.
Hm. Mattress flipping. Sounds scary, like something I could get arrested for. Should I draw the curtains before I engage in mattress flipping or is this something done better with the guilty thrill of potential voyeurs watching my bed tossing activities?
I’m having some sort of potluck thingy at work right now. Everybody brings in the food at least once during the week of Christmas. In exchange, you can eat like a pig. When I first started working here, we did this for two solid weeks, but everyone got too fat, I guess, so we cut down to just one week. I brought nuts, mixed with candy. Everybody is chewing on my salty nuts right now. Hehehehe. Believe you me, everybody knows my nuts are in their mouths because I keep telling them that. Coworkers just love that sort of thing.
Unfotunately, I think I’ll be too busy today to flip my mattress. I must make Christmas shortbread (different from regular shortbread because it’ll be dipped in chocolate), go to work, and then watch ROTK again. It’s only my second time, and I want to check the colour of Eowyn’s cloak in the end.
It ought to be dark blue.
I didn’t know about mattress flipping day, so I feel enlightened. Actually, I don’t feel light at all, because at least fifteen boxes of chocolates and three packages of doughnut holes have been eaten at my work in the last week. Not all by me, but I helped.
Lissla(working on her voluptuous curves)