when she used the laptop earlier she was on it for ever and took a whole bunch of anti Obama quizzes that left popups and junk everywhere. She is furious with me.
She is furious with you? There's only one person who has the right to be furious, and that's you. Can you explain to your friend what happened when her mother used her laptop and have her deal with her?
I do not like these people. Not only are you not being treated like a guest, you're also not being treated like a friend.
I'll second "Yay, autumn!" I love fall. My only problem with it is if someone mentions October along with storm or weather or any number of unlikely things, I become hopelessly earwormed with "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald." That is, indeed, the state I'm in now.
when she used the laptop earlier she was on it for ever and took a whole bunch of anti Obama quizzes that left popups and junk everywhere. She is furious with me.
She is furious with you? There's only one person who has the right to be furious, and that's you. Can you explain to your friend what happened when her mother used her laptop and have her deal with her?
Or, if you want to continue the Gandhi route, could you offer to explain to the mother how to use her iPhone to access the internets?
Although, now that I think about it, even if you do that, you should still ALSO explain to your friend what happened when her mother used your laptop, so that the friend can deal with the mother. She's not *your* mother; you shouldn't have to deal with her.
In a house of 11, no one else brought a laptop? I can't even imagine. In a house of 16 at the beach, we had at least 5 laptops. Maybe 6. (Which is still way below Buffista numbers; in a vacation house of 16 Buffistas, there would be prolly 20 laptops; more if Drew were there. And that doesn't include iPhones.)
I think Gandhi would have snapped by now.
I think Gandhi would have snapped by now.
Seriously.
vw, the pirate snack that keeps coming to my mind is pretzel sticks as peg legs. Which is just kinda wrong.
At work (on time!) this morning for a meeting that I ended up being late to because I went to the wrong room for the meeting. Which was really being held on the opposite side of the school. Of course.
Now drinking coffee and reading the internets, mateys.
Aw, sj. I hate that your brain is so hard on you. Because I am sure that your guests had a wonderful time and had not the slightest inkling that anything was amiss.
Thanks. I hate my brain most of the time too. Right now I am trying to figure out if the ADs I am on are not working enough or if the seasonal change is really kicking my ass already.
That is not a good state to be in, Ginger. Unfortunately, I canna think of any good fall songs except Autumn Leaves...with it's amazing downscale triiiillllllll. There. Any better?
Sox, you've had excellent advice here, I can do no better. I'm very sorry you're being put in this situation--not a good vacation, and you deserve one, without having to be the puck in play. Let your friend wrangle her mom.
sj, you did a good job, hon. Everybody had a good time. You did that, so you need to accept that credit, incorporate it into your bank of experience, and move on to plans for next time. I'm sorry about the energy level, but maybe positive spin can help energize you a little bit? Okay, that may be wishful thinking, but it was worth a shot.
Oh, look at that. My coffee mug's empty. There must be a leak...
There are always songs in my head. I just hate it when the needle gets stuck.
if the seasonal change is really kicking my ass already.
I'm voting for this. I know I'm already deep into hibernation mode. I've had to start making lists to make sure I get anything done around the condo.
::passes coffee to Bev::
Chatty!co-worker made pirate hats for us, thanks to Quark and tabloid-sized printer paper.
Soon there will be a picture.
Arrrr.
I hate my brain most of the time too.
Hmmm, I think my comment may have come off differently than I intended.
I'm glad that Chatty co-worker is also crafty with pirate-themed accessories! Rather than just talking your face off.
