Timelies all!

Happy Birthday ita!

So I'm posting from home. G called yesterday to say that the guys from the heating company said they could come first thing in the morning, and could I be there when they come?(He had a meeting that morning) He said they told him they'd be there between 8:30 and 9:30 am, and that replacing the part should take an hour or so. They got here at 9:20...and are still here. Great. There goes a day of vacation.(I wouldn't even try to use sick leave for this)

I'm not sure what my best gift this year was. Most of my gifts were things I had wanted(on one wish list or another) or money.

Happy birthday ita, and happy belated birthday, shrift!

ION (really), tsunami aid ringtones. Ah, the times we live in.

A decade and a day.

Heh. JZ and I were talking about this last night. "I think Shrift is finally 20. Next year she'll be able to drink." We mocked your youth because we're old and bitter.

Darn. They don't have "aiiieee! splash" ringtones.

Yes, I have officially made the first Sick Tsunami Joke. The line to ostracize me forms at the right.

My best gifts came from my siblings, in very different ways.

My sister, who has no money, cleaned my apartment for me when I was away at a staff conference my birthday weekend.

My brother, who does, contributed funds towards my trip out to Russia to visit him, and finally made a long-planned adventure a reality.

Am tired. Also bored-iddy-ored-ored. And sleepy. Figure it's my age catching up with me. Who knew? Birthday, then wham!

That, or the four hours of sleep I got before facing the high schoolers this morning. Am torn about switching tracks to high school math instead of middle school, but still think middle schoolers need more. Wonder if can certify in both. Should probably ask school. Sigh.

A rather differentmeans of determining that there are survivors.... Yay! They're shooting at us!

This has nothing to do with anything, but my boss keeps pronouncing corset cor-SET, and it's driving me absolutely bugfuck. If he uses the word utilize, I may staple my ears shut.

Back to your regularly scheduled natter.

"I think Shrift is finally 20. Next year she'll be able to drink." We mocked your youth because we're old and bitter.

Snork.

I'm pretty sure I was legal for the boozehounding when I started posting here. I know that I must have been in college still. I can't remember if I was 21 or 22...

And now I'm doing the "sweet Zombie Jesus, how LONG HAVE I BEEN HANGING OUT WITH YOU PEOPLE?!" boggle.

This has nothing to do with anything, but my boss keeps pronouncing corset cor-SET, and it's driving me absolutely bugfuck.

My boss used to call Fritos, Frit-ohs. BWAH!