Good lord, Maria, talk about the universe piling on! Much nothing-ma to you!!
Today I have: played with cat, returned a dress, got three other dresses to the alterations place and pinned (to pick up Saturday), got cash, requested the personal trainer at the gym call me to set up sessions, and dropped stuff off at the dry cleaner.
Still on the to-do list: figure out what's in my bank account, call old job to find out how much vacation they're paying out (their records didn't match mine but seemed to be outdated), re-do my taxes to include extra W-2 I forgot, and do a bunch of cleaning/reorganizing/optimizing in the house.
Oh, and catch up on the TiVo.
So I can't decide if I should be more happy or annoyed that the building management (a) apparently fixed the leak in my kitchen sink the day after I called or emailed, or (b) did it without telling me ahead of time or leaving any kind of note or anything. They did leave a light on, as well as a random gasket or something on the floor, and my trash can not where it goes, so I know they were here.
So, 11 advertisers have dropped Rush Limbaugh, and a radio station in Hawai has dropped Rush's program.
I read 12 at Jezebel earlier. Soon, he'll have to get his free speech rantypants on the way the rest of us do. He'll have to sign up for facebook.
It's-nothing-ma, Maria. You deserve good and positive news.
So I can't decide if I should be more happy or annoyed that the building management
Ugh. They should mention somehow that they've been in. It's good manners and likely the law as well. Yay fixed though.
I'd like to be anything but annoyed with my bldg mgmt though. The people actually here are great but the management company has never done anything but annoy me, cost me money and make my life difficult. I don't even know where to go on the internets to tell people that renting from UDR will make you tear your hair out, cry and cost you serious money. Bleh.
So, 11 advertisers have dropped Rush Limbaugh, and a radio station in Hawai has dropped Rush's program.
I am actually shocked. I mean, relieved. But shocked. My view of humanity and America in particular is sad. Things like this make me want to hope just a little. But the fact that this conversation is ongoing and considered mainstream? Less.
Maintenance guy at my old place used to come in all the time, without notifying me. Like once a month, seriously, to change a filter or inspect something. I knew he'd been there by the dirty footprints on the kitchen floor. I hated it.
Nothing-ma to you, Maria.
You guys, I don't think I can begin to tell you how long and hard this week is already.
And then my mother decided to tell me today that she was in the hospital for 2 days last week.
Gah, Lee! Does that mean she's out now? Is she okay?
Oh, Lee, I am sorry. Is she out now? Is she okay? Are you? Does she need a remedial course in "What We Tell People, Even When We Are A Private Person?" because I can lead that course. Not well, but no one finds out I was in the hospital last week as a surprise. Dear Lee's mom, we tell our kids these things. We just do.
