For those of you who say you'll never run unless someone is chasing you, a zombie infested 5k obstacle course: run for your lives.
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
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.
Yay for preparedness, Suzi! I was just thinking about your surgery this morning. Books and relaxation sounds perfect for when you get home.
I'm sorry about the pups. Yeah, it's hard.
So I took Loki out on the leash for the first time in a long while. Yup, he still loves it. Yup, still growls at me if I decide it is time to go in before he's ready.
Pumpkin sat crying piteously at the window the whole time, so I thought I'd give it a try with her. Yeah, not so much. One, she wants to play with the leash the whole time. Even if that weren't an issue, it magically renders her hind end useless and she attempts to roll out of it. So. She'll just have to cry piteously.
Nitsa, the next door dog who loves me, was really excited about the cats, I thought she was going to wag her hind end off.
There was a story in the NY Times a few months ago, looking at some people from New Amsterdam, that mentioned a story that sounds like this.
Could be them, Anthony and Grietje were notorious.
So, apparently I'm "awesome" and I "do an awesome job". That was perhaps the least productive performance review I was actually eager to get something out of. Normally I'm just sullen.
If I'm that awesome, why wasn't my numerical rating higher? Give me better numbers, dammit.
Yeah, great problems I got.
Now I gotta get ready for the portfolio review. Jaysus. Judgy judgy day. I should pee.
Good luck tomorrow Suzi!
I judge you... to be awesome!
Ugh, but that reminds me that a coworker asked to talk to me about his future performance review. I mean, I guess it's coming up in the next couple of months? And we have had some issues? But I still think this is weird, and going to be potentially awkward.
Also, I just started prepping for singing at a memorial service on Saturday, and it's going to be rough. The woman who died was totally my choir buddy. I'm trying to get the crying out of the way now.
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I'm sorry about Trudy and Tom's sister's dogs.
Congratulations on the new job, Hayden!
Ooh, that is super hard, Jesse, since singing is so emotional to begin with.