Hey, night shift! I am your sister in hip pain, but mine is run of the mill period pain. My periods have been getting steadily worse as I age. It is annoying.

Can I throw my shoulder pain into the mix? Not sure how I'm going to make it through the next two weeks without narcotics.

Hell, if I didn't already have plans next week, I'd definitely go and start packing and shredding and stuff for her.

Sorry you're still awake smonster! I am apparently spending ALL the money this month, good lord. Good thing I have a new job (...and I"ll really need to cut the spending next month).

So, I got some pants hemmed at this alterations store in the mall. They seemed fine, but one of the pairs I've only worn maybe twice since...and I noticed half of one of the cuffs was already falling down. So I brought it back, and the lady there was like "OK, I'll fix it", but when I came back a bit later to pick it up she was like "I'll fix it this time for free, but next time not free" and I was like "if it happens again anytime soon, it's because you guys did a shitty job!!"

Boo hiss to Bitches' pains. I have a theraband tied around my hips right now because I left my belt at a work property (not mine, not anywhere near where I'm working) and coworker hasn't remembered to pick it up for me yet. I may need to see if he'll give me the code so I can pick it up on my way home, or something. I don't think I've conveyed how badly I need it.

meara, that is totally annoying.

Hm, maybe I'll draft a note to my neighborfriends about babysitting and such. Not "hire me," but "if you know anyone looking for a baby sitter/dog walker/poop scooper/hired hand..."

So...

I keep getting some old acquaintances from MI who find me on Facebook, who then proceed to want to chat/text/talk on the phone with me constantly, and just absolutely refuse to get the hint no matter how many times I gently and politely try to tell them that I really do not like to do any of those things, especially on a very frequent basis. I do not understand why some people cannot grasp how cloyingly oppressive that is.

On a somewhat related note... Over the last year or so, I have been slowly amassing a collection of women from my past, living far away, who are all divorcing or recently divorced, who find me on Facebook and then proceed to latch on to me and start committing the above complaint big time. They also immediately want to jump into some sort of long distance sexual/romantic relationship.

I know this probably sounds weird from someone not happy about being single, but this is freaking me out. It's actually highly unpleasant, and not very attractive.

Sorry for the weird whine, but I've just found a new one, and I'm really getting weirded out by this development.

That's why they're after you, Sean, because you keep trying to scrape them off. The allure of mystery!

That sounds like a good start, smonster.

And blah to that tailor. I bought a pair of nice slacks at the outlet mall this Christmas, brought them home, wore them once and they ripped. I was miffed. But I have been thinking I should get them fixed because they're really nice pants. I mean, really I should learn to sew, but until then, I should get them fixed.

It's kind of weird. I have come to loathe most forms of digital communication. Posting boards within a very narrow bandwidth, facebook, and some email are about the only forms I can tolerate effectively any more.

That's why they're after you, Sean, because you keep trying to scrape them off. The allure of mystery!

I'm wondering if that's driving some of it.

I have mostly come to loathe most forms of digital communication.

"I'm sorry, I loathe digital communication. I prefer analog. How are you at smoke signals?"