Oh, in terrifying news, I think I have found someone who is even more "Trouble" than I am. You should have seen the both of us in action at karaoke last night. It was amusing.
But seriously - you know how monkey-crack I get, right? This guy is worse, and funnier than I am. Also does a mean Britney Spears.
My iTunes hates me. Out of gazillions of songs, what does it choose to play me? A Kenny G Christmas song. It's on a Christmas album I have, so shut it.
iTunes is clearly torturing you because yo refuse to eat. EAT WOMAN!
So, it appears I need to find a new gynecologist. Hell, I may just find a whole new treatment team in a different hospital on the other side of town, just to be safe.
A friend met me at the hospital after my doctors' appointments today to give me some stuff. We're leaving the hospital grounds and run into a nice, good looking guy who stops to say hi to me. He and I shoot the breeze for a minute, then we say goodbye and walk away.
My friend looks at me and says, kind of hopefully, "So who was that?"
I whisper to her, "Oh, that's my gynecologist."
She replies, quite loudly, while he's stopped a few feet away waiting for the light to change, "NUH HUH! No wonder you like your gynecologist!"
I think my face is still red.
Am home and have an HR question for anyone brave enough to answer.
When someone has been out on disability and been medically released, can HR dictate the return date?
Nah, just find a silencer for your friend!
When someone has been out on disability and been medically released, can HR dictate the return date?
I don't think so. But, laws could vary by state.
Nah, just find a silencer for your friend!
No doubt!
Hee, vw.
So I am looking into this Roth IRA business. It does sound pretty awesome. I'm seeing if I can contribute to it for 2006 even though I already filed my taxes. It looks like I can pull out the contribution money without penalty if I do need it in the next couple years (it's not like I would have made much on investments by that time), so it seems like I have nothing to lose, as the money would be doing better there, making non-taxable income, instead of in my savings account, making taxable interest. Right?
Kristin, EAT!
Nah, just find a silencer for your friend!
This! Of course, it made me think of Xander: Nothing can defeat the penis!! And, it made me giggle.
So, what do I want for supper? I don't feel like cooking, so I need to order in, but I have many choices in that area. What do I want?