Goofy practical jokes are OK by me, but the cruel ones are not. A former roommate of mine cooked up one of pretending he and the friend he was driving cross-state with had gone missing, and having the person they were visiting call me and our other roomie to ask why they hadn't arrived when expected. We called his family and friends to see if they'd taken a detour, and were considering notifying the highway patrol when he called all bent out of shape that we'd upset his mom. No, YOU upset her, thoughtless twit.
Did I mention this all went down while the series finale of Star Trek: The Next Generation was having its first-run broadcast?
Yikes, Matt.
Ugh, I haven't slept well in days and I feel totally gross and super achy and uncomfortable. I really wish we could afford for me to take these last few pre-baby weeks off work. All I want to do today is lie on the couch and nap and eat the occasional snack, in between bouts of nausea. (Did you know that nausea can return in the third trimester? I didn't! So exciting!)
Thanks, Burrell. If I get the umph up to go to the store, I will keep that in mind. Today I'm really happy to be working from the couch, though I really need to spend a day in the office sometime this week.
Kate, have you tried ginger to balance out the nausea? I remember that helping a bunch when I was pregnant.
I did try ginger in the first trimester, and I think it helped a bit. I don't have any at work with me right now, but maybe I'll bring in some ginger tea bags tomorrow. Right now I think I need to eat something else, but I'm not sure what. Bleh.
Ginger hard candy is good too. Sorry about the bleh.
Triumph! Our lan admin made me an administrator on my own computer. I am updating itunes and adobe even as I type.
Quantum Theory of Mitt Romney
I wish I had thought up the phrase "face-time continuum"! That was funny.
That warehouse shipping story was a bit...damn. You really have a hand scanner that tells you how many steps it's supposed to take you to get to the goods you're fetching? That's ridic.
eta: Today is not a good day. My manager was already not happy with me, and I pissed her off further by doing work that wasn't actually mine, but I was helping someone out. Which meant that she had to sign off on it, and she refused, and I had to officially throw the work back out into the pool.
I'm just trying to not say no, and to be helpful, dammit.
Okay, fuck this. I'm a farm kid. I can deal with a goddam tick.
puts on nitrile glove
snap!
