I might do some of this for free. But certainly not 40+ hours of it a week. Not a chance.
Especially not this forty page "interim final rule" I just printed out.
I am so skipping this picnic. Or maybe showing up for ten minutes. This hurts.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
I might do some of this for free. But certainly not 40+ hours of it a week. Not a chance.
Especially not this forty page "interim final rule" I just printed out.
I am so skipping this picnic. Or maybe showing up for ten minutes. This hurts.
Two incidents of note:
1. K bought a new car (elantra touring -- with seat warmers!)
2. There was a dying (though not quite dead) rat blocking our front door when I got back from the dealership.
Do you think they are related?
My bum is hurting from doing the stairs.
That's not related to the car or the rat.
Wow. I think most everyone (though not the coworkers closest to me) has left for the picnic. Place is suddenly very hushed.
Do you think they are related?
God, I hope not. "Rat with purchase" is not a good deal.
Earlier I saw a picture of a rat killed in Brooklyn that was seriously the size of a rabbit.
It was indeed a Rodent Of Unusual Size.
I don't think they exist.
It is somewhat inconceivable.
AUGH, bastards took a prescription refill over the phone and then sent out a letter on AUGUST 19, which just arrived today, saying they can't refill the prescription because it doesn't meet requirements. What requirements? They don't say.
It's a good thing this isn't a drug I need to survive. (That's not sarcasm, fortunately.)
Maybe you need to get the prescription written by your local tea party representative instead of your doctor?
Their phone system claims it's in process and should be here...today.