Cal State San Diego wants her to apply to their honors program.
The could be a Buffista-sprog in my neck of the woods? Awesome! (Plus, go K-Bug, you brainy thing, you!)
And yay, Sparky-niece!
Happy B-day, Joe! I was going to give you the day off from working on the transporter but it looks like I've already been overruled. Sorry.
Aimee, good luck with the drama.
I accidentally REALLY overslept yesterday, so had a very hard time getting to sleep last night. Today, am zombie. Sore, slept weird when I slept at all, zombie. GRONK.
Happy b-day, MM! May your day be free of fuckcakes.
happy birthday. On a 20 minute drive this weekend, I called various drivers a fuckstick, a fuckcake and a fuckwad. Of course, I thought of you.
The could be a Buffista-sprog in my neck of the woods?
There is the chance, though it is slim, I believe that University of the Pacific, Cal State Sonoma, and Cal State Fresno are her preferred schools over San Diego - though who knows. So far she has not heard from Sonoma, and she is just now submitting her application to UoP.
Thanks, all.
To celebrate my birthday I wrote an article on customer service for Helium.com.
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That's kind of a stupid way to celebrate a birthday, isn't it?
...shoulda worked on that transporter...what was I thinking?...
On a 20 minute drive this weekend, I called various drivers a fuckstick, a fuckcake and a fuckwad. Of course, I thought of you.
Aww...I'm touched.
As to my day being fuckcake free, well...we all know that won't happen...
Phone: *Ring*
Me: Aw, c'mon! It's my birthday!
Phone: *Happy birthday. Ring.*
Me: You don't really care, do you?
Phone: *No. Ring.*
Me: You suck.
Fuckcake O' the Day Numero Uno: I'd like to cancel my insurance.
Me: Okay, what's your name please?
FCOtDNU: Fuckcake O' the Day Numero Uno.
Me: Thank you. *clackity type type* Um...sir, we show you were terminated a year ago.
FCOtDNU: Yeah, they fired me.
Me: Then you don't have insurance through us.
FCOtDNU: The hell I don't!
Me: Sir...how did you pay for your insurance when you were with us?
FCOtDNU: You took it out of my paycheck.
Me: Right.
FCOtDNU: Right.
Me: ...
FCOtDNU: ...
Me: ...
FCOtDNU: ...I...don't get a paycheck from you anymore.
Me: Right.
FCOtDNU: ...so...I'm not paying for insurance...
Me: ...
FCOtDNU: ...so...why am I calling you?
Me: I'm sure I don't know.
FCOtDNU: ...
Me: ...
FCOtDNU: *click*
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOE!
Congrats to Buffista sprog and their college acceptances!
Sorry you're having a rotten day, Aims.
I just woke up, AIFG. I have a crapload to do today, and I am so glad that none of it will involve safety drills. Apparently that's what the entire afternoon of the PD day is supposed to be. I think I'll celebrate our NEWLY TILED TUB (love our landlady so much) by showering and then fetch the kitties from the cat palace, take down Christmas decorations, and unpack. Then I'll prep for classes tomorrow. So much better than safety drills.
