The worst case my sisters and I had of hysterical laughter was in the hospital where my father was a patient. My BIL was horrified, but we just couldn't stop. My dear father had some brain problems resulting from his strokes. Most of the time he was lucid, but there were times when he just spoke gibberish, and other times he would create the most outlandish stories. He would get totally pissed at us if we didn't accept as truth when he told us he had huge sums of cash buried in the back yard, or crazy tales of adventures he had taken. We were discussing some of these in the waiting room and the combination of fear and stress started one of us laughing and that was the end for all of us. The more BIL yelled at us for being disrespectful the more we cried and laughed.
This was us in my mom's hospital room for like four straight months. Fortunately we're immune (or more like, oblivious) to the disapproval of others.
I want my funeral to be funny. I'm hoping for lots of slapstick.
Upon reflection, I think that perhaps he sorted everyone else's out back in November, and because my passport was in my possession (because of the trip to Singapore), rather than in his possession, I just got left out. Certainly I didn't hear anything from him after I confirmed by email on November 13th that I would be returning to the UK for Christmas and thus need a re-entry visa.
I think that you should leave this out. If you give them an excuse to blame you, they may try not to pay you back. I would say something like.
“I confirmed my need for a visa with Admin Guy by email on November 13, per his request. We’ve all been busy with the end of term, and it occurred to me I had not heard anything from him.”
or something like that.
Question: I am trying to clean out my garage and it's actually full of awesome stuff that I do not need to make $ from, and is too nice to take to Goodwill.
try freecycle.org. Perfect for this sort of thing.
May I recommend that you ship that sewing machine via UPS?
perhaps, but their customer service blows.
I made a smaller batch, and it's actually in a punch bowl this time.
as opposed to a large trash can?
For the A's fans, here's an enemy take on the Haren trade: [link]
But don't worry, thanks to our management, we're sure to suck (again) too: [link]
I'm talking my sister through making an Amazon.com order. Please shoot me now.
Steal her credit card number!
I just lost my temper and she's gone off to sulk. To add an address, it says at the top "Be sure to click 'Ship to this address' when done." I have repeated this statement eight times. She keeps saying that the address isn't in the address book. I say again "Did you click 'Ship to this address'? and she said, "Oh."
Vortex, I've used Freecycle dozens of times, and it does rock. Some of these items (e.g., the sewing machine) are a bit more valuable and personal though--so I'd like them to go to friends rather than strangers.
I want one of Ann's fruitcakes. But I am such a lurky-loo on this board I don't feel deserving of one.
I am totally wasting time. Although I did finally start sorting clothing for laundry. But I got sidetracked by finding my swim cap. Now I'm sitting here with my swim cap and goggles on, trying to get the fit right. I should go look in the mirror and laugh at myself.
Yesterday I went to the mall, where I spent a lot of money on stuff for me work, and nsm for gifts.
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