'Life of the Party'
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 feel your pain. I don't have to chase down the cat, but I'm spattered with flagyl and cat spit now.
My habit of keeping a lot of my email is getting untenable. I mean, it's great to be able to go look stuff up, but it's also to the point where stuff is getting lost. It's just there is so much info coming at me with the new job, and I need to keep it, since it isn't in my head yet and now I have paper notes telling me where to find emails. It's kind of wrong.
This picture of the fires is so Malibu.
Jesse, I wish I could get more people to email me and less people to call me. I don't mind the email as much as I mind the senseless phone calls.
I bet I didn't get any phone calls either! I love when people just leave me alone.
I need to work on that! how do you make it be so?
Dude, I don't know -- it never usually happens. I just lucked out today.
I have this one contractor that calls using either his cell or skype. And the connection SUCKS. I wish he'd just email me, but nooooo. I suspect it is his way of ensuring "facetime" considering he's in the middle of the country and under a new type of contract the higherups got pressured reluctantly into (doesn't require monthly site visits.) But GET A BETTER LINE. Sheesh.
And I can't imagine when it would be necessary for me to mix concrete, either. I can almost imagine needing to clean the rifle first
If I want concrete counters,I am guessing I will have to pour the concrete myself
Hey, is that Tasha Yar on Bones?
My habit of keeping a lot of my email is getting untenable. I mean, it's great to be able to go look stuff up, but it's also to the point where stuff is getting lost. It's just there is so much info coming at me with the new job, and I need to keep it, since it isn't in my head yet and now I have paper notes telling me where to find emails. It's kind of wrong.
Don't delete the email. Make folders.
We are back from Philadelphia. That article is so, so wrong.
Teddy is in the hospital resting comfortably, if somewhat grumpily. Tissue matching to find the best donor occurred this afternoon, and we should get the results tomorrow. The nurse is betting on a tiger-stripe named Rigatoni. Best guess is, the operation will happen Monday.
Had a grand F2F last night with Sox, d, and Mr. Sox at an Italian restaurant in South Philly. Wonderful food, wonderful conversation, and a shame that I was half asleep by the end of it after a 3+ hour drive followed by 5 more hours of having feline kidney transplant information thrown at us followed by an hour of trying to find a hotel, and then driving to it (with a wrong turn on the way).
Current plan is, I'll go back to Philadelphia on Sunday (while Hubs is away on business) to be with Teddy during and immediately after the operation. Hubs's sister is going to fly in to take care of Max and Marie, and (I hope) stay for a while to help with the adjustment period after everyone gets home.