Interview luck!
I have been having a HORRIBLE flare-up of the ol' IBS. I haven't had a real problem with it in over a year, so I don't know whence this originated. (Uh, except for possibly eating too much gluten. Shut up.) Sunday night (rather, Monday 4 a.m.) I thought maybe my appendix had burst. But no, just IBS.
I'm having a devil of a time trying to get it under control, and I just want to stab my innards.
So I worked at home yesterday b/c of the IBS pain, and I came in to work this morning only to find out that they had a power surge/outage yesterday and everyone went home at 2. But the kicker is that my monitor is fried. I'd like to parlay this into a whole new computer, but I suspect that I'll just be getting a new monitor. (My boss works at home 2 days a week, and today is one of her home days, so Chatty took her monitor and connected it to my computer so I could actually get some work done.)
If anyone could have been arsed to, I don't know, CALL ME AND TELL ME about this, I would have just brought the laptop to work today. ISTG, I work with people who FEAR being proactive. It makes me ragey.
Narf.
Interview~ma, smonster, and for you roommate, too! And boards~ma to StW.
Boy, it's nice to see things going in a positive direction for a change. Minus Teps guts. I will think positive of them, too, though, because really, guts, behave!
Interview~ma Smonster!
Steph, I hope you feel better soon.
Holy eff, ya'll. Got the carpets cleaned this morning and wow do they ever look fantastic!! I wish they weren't white, but oh well. I can't wait til Joe gets home tonight and can help me in the Massive Rearrange I have planned.
I'm starting to get tired of this place and I have found in places past that if I do a major overhaul of the furniture arrangement and such, it staves off the nomad in me for a little bit longer. Sometimes I feel strange that I like moving so much, but I just get tired of looking at the same walls and the same stuff in the same places. Drives me nuts.
So, this is the official word on the funnel cloud I saw last night: [link]
OK, Police called, Locksmith called, Neighbors informed, Realtor informed, and Housecleaner informed and requested to double check the windows being locked. Property Manager will file a report with the local police.
(Breathing a little easier now)
Oh, yay, Nora. Let's hope she disappears back into the woodwork quickly.
No shit, Sail. Nora, I hope your Crxy Tenant stress is over in like, a day.
Send the next check certified, if you have to send a second one. Stupid beeyotch. (NOT YOU!!!)
OK, Police called, Locksmith called, Neighbors informed, Realtor informed, and Housecleaner informed and requested to double check the windows being locked. Property Manager will file a report with the local police.
Oh, thank goodness, Nora. I hate to think of you stressing yourself out so majorly over someone else's craxy.
Seska! Good to see your pixels and glad you and the Girl are okay. Just so so sorry that your old stomping grounds are taking such a beating. Humans... what can you do?
