I need more information on this piano situation.
Welcome home, Hil!
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I need more information on this piano situation.
Welcome home, Hil!
Yay for Hil's safe return. Sorry to hear about the daylight saving time-induced piano hallucinations, though.
OK. My mother has explained about the piano. She finally got someone to come and tune the piano. (I'm really the only one who plays it, and I've been away at school, and it hadn't been tuned in probably close to ten years and had become pretty much unplayable.) The tuner came and said that it needed way more than just tuning, so he took out the inside parts (I had no idea that was even possible) to work on it at his shop. So the outside of the piano is there, but there are no strings or hammers or anything.
Tep, yeah, EI does look like Laurie right now. Like it, but it does seem that he has an alter or something.
Tep, yeah, EI does look like Laurie right now.
I'm so glad that I'm not the only one who sees it! It's just b/c of the facial hair, and a certain similarity around the jawline, and it's really only in action (versus still photos).
Welcome Back, Hil! I'm looking forward to the tales and pics.
Have a blast this weekend, Cashmere!
I'm buried in work. Blah.
Fly~ma for Cash.
Welcome back, Hil!
I am filled with gronk. My gronk is mighty.
Wow, doing a little catchup while home sick for the day, and all sorts of sucky sucky news! So very sorry, Aimee. Damn. And javachik, I feel your pain--I, too, work in biotech (which, thanks to overheard in New York, I always think of as "BIOTCH!") and had our big thing fail about a year ago--so far I've still got a job, but every time they send out a press release, we wonder.
Poor Aimee--I TRY not to keep stuff on my work computer, but damn, if they laid me off while I was gone (given how much I travel, quite the worry really), I'd be screwed, them trying to go through my things and send me my shit! Eep!
so clearly 50% of the greater D.C. area decided that hibernation was the appropriate response to the cold, wet morning we're having
I'm right there with them. Got a headache yesterday, woke up this morning, thought "Ick. Still hurts. More sleep". Slept until ten minutes after I should've left the house, and went "screw that, not going to work"
I felt like a victor this week,
Hee. Glad everyone else did a double-take at that line too. But yay Cindy!
So the outside of the piano is there, but there are no strings or hammers or anything.
Whoah. That's very weird. (Of course, my reaction was "do you often see the piano and start playing??" But that's just me...there's been a piano in our house for the past 20 years, but no one has played it in at least 15...)
Welcome back, Hil!
Safe travels and happy, fun trip, Cash!
ION, I have to look one of my temps in the face when I sign his time sheet this afternoon, wish him a nice weekend and know that he won't be coming back on Monday. Only he doesn't know it yet and I can't tell him. Feh. One of the rotten parts of being a boss.
Poor Cashmere. She mentioned in Natter that her flight is cancelled.