I'm particularly smarting because this guy in class told me to shut up and stop whining, not in a friendly and supportive way, either.
Natter 55: It's the 55th Natter
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.
Oh, Theo. I wish I was there to kick his stupid ass.
That guy's a dick. Everybody thinks so.
I clicked it too, but I also have not been posting. When I start posting, Buffistas becomes a much bigger timesink for me.
That guy's a dick. Everybody thinks so.
I second that
That robot thing creeped me out bigtime, not sure why.
I can't believe I'm still here...
I can't believe I'm still here...
Are you having an existential crisis, questioning your continued existence in this reality?
I'm having a time-space crisis where time is not moving as fast as it normally does.... At least it's finally past 5.
Man, that robot is creepy. At one point, it almost flips over but doesn't. I wonder if it could flip itself back, or just continue upside-down.
I think it kept going upside down. The creepy part is how it looks like it "learns" what it's trying to travel. Like on the stairs, it starts of with that kinda scrabbly thing it does (also kinda creepy) and then once it starts flipping those little-whatever they are-starts using them uniformly.
I'm ready to leave work now. Still have about 3 1/2 hours.
Grrr. I know that I told the bookstore I was unavailable to work from the 15th to the 26th. I know I did! When I saw the schedule for this week last Saturday, I'm positive I saw no mention of my being on call for tonight, because I would have told the manager then there was no way I could work tonight, since I'm hitting the road at 6:00 tomorrow morning for New Jersey. But, I just got a phone call asking why I didn't call in like I was supposed to. Um, because I wasn't on frickin' call when I last saw the schedule?!?
I've got to clean, do my dishes, and pack tonight before going to bed before 10:00. There's no way in hell I'm going to work. The manager was all "Well, I guess we'll get by." I guess you'll have to, because I'm not available.