{{{WindSparrow, Daniel}}} I hope all your car troubles sort themselves out.

{{{Aimee, MM}}} I hope your job sitch sorts itself out.

YAY!!! Suzi's mom good kidney news! Hooray!

I brought all the rain to the south of France. Good for the plants, but not good for doing stuff outside. Although Tuesday was gorgeous and we went hiking with my mom's hiking group for HOURS and I got sunburned on my arms and face. Fortunately not the shingles side - I haven't had an outbreak for 2 years now and I'd like to keep it that way!

Timelies!

Skipping my Bible study this morning so I can catch up a bit from the craziness of this week. And actually have time to drink my coffee at home. The women who work at the little coffee shop on campus now laugh when I come for my third or fourth coffee of the day!

d, Minnesota is getting a lot of rain too, some serious flooding in some areas - so maybe rain is simply contagious, and someone else spread it. Hope your sunburn fades to a nice tan, without peeling and itching.

Thanks, everyone, for your encouragement. Please send us car~ma for getting better results on Saturday. I know the right vehicle is out there, we just have to find it.

Crap! Shitty news on the Bitches front (except for the EXTREMELY awesome news about Suzi's mom's improving health and happy kidney environment- that rocks!)

I'm sorry about the car stuff, Andi- I hope you guys find something soon.

Aimee and Joe- ugh! How horrible and frustrating! There is the silver lining in that he doesn't have to work with that harpie, but you can't pay bills with silver linings, so it just sucks. Here's hoping something much better comes along real fast.

ION, my condo-neighbors have finally worked out that, hey, the August fee really *hadn't* been paid, promised to leave a second check, never did, and I just got a reply from a gentle reminder email I sent them about it that indicates that they think they gave it to us already...? or something...? PEOPLE! Get it together, and stop making me hate you, because that is not good for me! (or you)

Nora, would they have tried to slip it under your door, or otherwise left it somewhere for you where you might not have found it yet? And/or can you frame another email enquiry around that idea so that you can communicate to them that no, you have not received it, but that you are not so much with the nagging or accusing them of lying?

Aimee & Joe, that woman sucks.

Andi and Daniel, I hope the car you need shows itself soon.

Yay for Suzi's mom and a happy kidney!

Nora, your condo-neighbors should probably consider auto-payments from their account to the condo account. Because they're flaky!

I wrote back with this:

Will do- we'll keep a lookout for the check for $150 tonight, so that we can deposit it along with the $300 one that we already have tomorrow. You can tape it to the door or knock if it sounds like we're home.

I just honestly have no idea what they're thinking. I need to always remember that their logic is not my logic. This is definitely more on the @@ scale of things than stressy-stabby-stressy, though.

I just hit the JACKPOT on a hook for my senior thesis. I'm finally finding the kind of sources I want/need! Oh, this is so freaking exciting!

But I need to be doing my homework that is due in class today. Argh!

I love ice cream. Beyond all reason. But if I thought it was a secret handshake, I wouldn't eat any. Cause I hate that pep-rally bullshit, and the more she needed me to do it, the less I would, too.

SO very much this.

Also, I don't snack. The only time it's ever been a habit of mine is when I was pregnant, and even then it was more a defense mechanism against nausea than actual eating, if that makes sense -- I had to make a pretty conscious effort to remember to have food around, and to remember that I needed to eat it. So I get weird looks for turning down free food all the time in the office, but it would never in a million years occur to me that it would be a firable offense to do so. Christ on a pogo stick.

When life was getting shittily beyond our control at my old job, I reached out to try to cheer people up any way I knew how. Mostly through food. I got radio station promotions to bring in Krispy Kreme donuts and coffee and another one to bring its ice cream truck.

I didn't get my panties in a twist when people didn't partake. Let's face it, it takes more than a scoop of rocky road or a glazed donut to take your mind off of a completely incompetent boss and an abysmal lack of funding for a non-profit.