Could somebody bitch-slap my brain? Thanks.
Betsy's brain, just settle down! You got a big honking bonus, plus the appreciation and the praise. That's plenty good. Team B needs to go fuck off right now.
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Could somebody bitch-slap my brain? Thanks.
Betsy's brain, just settle down! You got a big honking bonus, plus the appreciation and the praise. That's plenty good. Team B needs to go fuck off right now.
Someone just made popcorn.
Someone is evil.
Now I want popcorn.
Cass, I have been thinking about you and your household packing. When I packed up my house last year, I almost crippled my hands. How are you doing physically with all of this? I'm amazed at what you're accomplishing and glad that you are taking time to play here. The packing thing is such drudgery. Yay for seeing progress. It can help the flagging energy.katefate! Bless Flexeril for letting me move my limbs and Benedryl for getting it a little closer to being able to breathe. Sadly, I am thinking how much nicer it would have been here if I had done this ages ago - gone through all of it and only kept what I needed or loved. It's rather startling how much I am getting rid of.
I have my surgery followup appointment this afternoon. I need a clue on what to expect. Recovery is taking longer than I thought.I hope you get some good answers.
for old cell phones.Thanks, Epic! I am up to four to donate. And that is with me keeping a backup in case I murder my real phone. Again.
Because I have the time management skills of a lemur on millipedes.I am as one with billytea. And for once? That is just the most depressing thing.
Must shower and pack now. I have no idea what shade of grey I will be until at least Sunday with all of the driving, memorials and having company after. But if it is black, know there is no cause for concern until at least Monday evening. Alternately, I might be here lots just for the sane company.
Betsy's brain, just settle down! You got a big honking bonus, plus the appreciation and the praise. That's plenty good. Team B needs to go fuck off right now.
What Hec said.
Aside from Leif's sartorial dash, the other high point of today is the naming of the Wallybee.
Other than that, my tailbone still hurts from Tahoe sledding and I still need some lunch. Does that sound right to you?
Have sudden urge to go all Jubal Early on various management types
Also, popcorn has been shared. My co-workers can live.
I have not written anything but posts and fanfic in over a week. Oh, baby, where did my words go?(/Faux-Supremes) Hec, I hope my tag doesn't apply. I don't know why that cracked me up so much I guess cause he wrote it like it made as much sense as anything else.
Fucking hell. Neither of my mail accts are letting me in. Just spinning. Oh well. Just needed to vent for a moment.
Betsy, honking bonus good. Tree pretty. Fires are pretty too.
Weather outside looks iffy. So my living room is full of things that need to wait to go outside until later. Which means Sunday I guess. But the cats are thinking it's a new jungle gym for them. Which hopefully won't end badly.
Okay, off to shower now and I will deal with email later on.
Oh, and sj? I've found that writing the director of the program or department head with a fix it or suffer letter that is cc: to your rep and/or senator usually gets people to sit up and take notice. Good luck with the insurance.
It doesn't work with these people. Nothing does. They don't care. And, it turns out that they did this to absolutely everyone this month.
I was browsing Amazon.com in order to buy a "Dick and Jane" treasury (I'm about to start teaching The Bluest Eye in my African American Lit class, and the Dick and Jane context is essential for the students to understand).
Kristin, I am teaching “The Bluest Eye” right now. Have you seen these sites?
I am finding them quite useful.
Yesterday, he comes into my office and says, "I just blew my nose, and I felt something fly out. Can you look and see if I got something on my shirt?"
I swear it took me about 10 minutes to choke out, "There's a bathroom 3 steps away. Go look yourself."
Wow. I have sudden strong nervous feelings about the future of American diplomacy.
Also? Strangely glad this Friday didn’t suck for JUST special ol’ me. I mean, not glad that it sucked for anyone, but it was especially heinous at school today. Prison-like lock-down (and I’mo not joking – kids had to go to the bathroom with the principal, and she would flush FOR THEM to make sure they were actuallu going to the bathroom for excretory purposes and not drug deals or fucking off.) As a result, the kids were all PSYCHO CRAZY BAD. It was like herding horny angry cats AND trying to teach them Shakespeare at the same time. TOTALLY stabby. I suggested tequila instead of water in the office cooler. My principal looked like she was going to seriously look into it.