I need a 'where did I leave my motivation?'.com website. Or somebody with a cattleprod to wave at me.
Natter 52: Playing with a full deck?
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I am laughing out loud here at work because of the "fake sign language hands" Jesse gave her boss! Did you talk really slowly, too?
Amazon apparently has too good an idea of who I am, or at least who my virtual friends are...for Jon
That's a great book, Raq. Highly recommended!
Darn, The New Zealander just got eliminated on "jardiniere". She spelled it starting with a "g". I wonder if she tried to blame that one on the accent.
I just read that the accent caused some real confusion on that one as well. From the Bee Blog:
She was given the word jardinière. She asked about its origin and its definition. She was told a type of flowerpot.
She spelled it. The judges didn't do anything, and she smiled on stage because she knew what was coming. Paige Kimball, director the Bee, asked the AV folks to reply the tape.
They did, and Weir stood on stage. Nervous and crossing her arms. Yet still smiling.
When the tape was done, they still could not tell if she had spelled the word correctly or not. Weir's accent is very thick and yesterday we learned that in New Zealand the fifth letter of the alphabet "E" sounds more like the 1st letter of the alphabet, "A."
After a few moments of more deliberation, Kimball asked Weir to repeat the first letter.
When she did, they still could not tell what letter she was saying. So they asked her to give another word that began with the same letter.
She said Giraffe. Too bad she didn’t say Jason.
The bell immediately dinged. They were looking for a J.
The audience sighed, and she walked off stage.
big boss: hey where are we on (project X)?
boss: looks at me
me: what?
big boss: explanation bit
me: oh, I don't track those projects
boss: I'll find where we are.
exit big boss
boss: I think (group I) said that was done.
me: ok
boss: so why don't you do this?
me: because it is not my job. It is (other employee's) job.
boss: puzzled look - I want you in on the talk about (project X).
me: ??!?!?!!!!!!!!
ita, make sure to ask about the intravenous propofol treatment.
Ugh. Dammit. BUT this was, it turns out, a consultation with the guru who's going to give recommendations back to my neurologist. Who I haven't seen in about a year, but I think we're going to be new best friends.
He did mention IV stuff that she should give me, but I don't remember if he said propofol.
I flake! I can't believe I forgot again. Jesus. It's not like I don't care, or I don't heartily appreciate the info. I just look at the doctor and my memory goes.
Which reminds me--I have new ER instructions I need to give to my ER buddy before I forget them.
LJ not working for anyone else?
15 kids remain for tonight's Bee finals. Sadly, the Jamaican girl was knocked out on "Sardanapalian", leaving three Canadians as the only foreigners amongst the finalists.
LJ not working for anyone else?
Sorta working, but timing out every other page load. Methinks they're pretty well slammed today.
When I was dealing with mom's pneumonia, we kept a sheet in a notebook listing all the things we needed to ask/mention when we talked to the doctor (my father is a flake especially with medicine, mom was fever-induced delusional and at points would and probably did lie just so we'd leave her alone.)
msbelle, push back! Do not let them make you take on more because they are stupidheads!
No LJ, and I'm not getting email comments.