I just tried teh nast candy from a co-worker the row over, and for some reason I'd promised to return. So I did, told her menthol and melon didn't belong in the same candy, and that it was very exciting, thanks.
When I got back to my desk I yelled over at her that melon was supposed to be a slow-moving flavour, that's what was wrong with it.
Her new co-worker, who I'd walked past a number of times this morning, asked "Oh, is that the one who yells over all the time? I hadn't put a face to the yelling."
I guess the bit where I'm annoyed at the loud people who moved in to our left should go on the back burner.
Lunch. I should get that from somewhere. And why did I schedule an 8AM meeting for a day I'm going to be at the office???? No, moving that is more important than lunch. I can't possibly do that.
I didn't just move the meeting, I HALVED its length. I am invincible. And kinda hungry.
Anyway--does anyone read Surviving The World (.net)? I'm finding him amusing today: [link]
I just had the best thing happen! On my way to the vending machine, I said to my coworker, "I wish I had a cookie" -- and she handed me one! A little homemade chocolate chip! Just what I wanted! And would not have found in the vending machine.
Sweet.
I've never seen Surviving The World before--this is awesome! (Especially the Boston Red Sox hats.)
ita, thank you for adding something cool to my blogroll. Now if only I can get around to switching my RSS feeds over to another service that can support it fully.
I like this one:
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That's awesome, Jesse! I had a very healthy lunch, and am now thinking that I really want a tiny bit of sweet. But even if I went so far as to go buy something at a store, it would be too much, and I have no self-control, and would eat too much of it. Hrmph.
Also, my ear is all stopped up or weird or something, and I was hoping Sudafed would magically fix it and it hasn't. I'm hoping it's not my ear saying "that shit was TOO LOUD this weekend!" (because it SO was, dear lord, but I didn't have earplugs)
Thanks on the cat/harness/leash tips all!
Lee, you should be prepared; when we put a harness on TC, we got instant flat cat. He would belly-crawl around the floor and *would not* stand up and walk while the harness was on. Put the leash on him and he became immovable, unless we wanted to drag him like dead weight. We never got as far as outside because he was so miserable in the harness and leash, and he hated outside.
Of course, I know several people whose cats are thrilled when the harness and leash come out because it means walkies outside! I do recommend the vest-type harness, like the "kitty holster", rather than the strappy kind, because they're more secure. The figure-8 harness they used to recommend for cats is useless and easily slipped.
Meara, if your ear is stopped up I think the sequence is a) diffuse heat b) H2O2 c) that Walgreens chemical that also has the ear bulb. Hopefully it won't take you three days to get to the nuclear option.
Things recently said by me:
- It sounds exactly precisely like the TARDIS, actually.
- He travels through space and time in a blue phone box! That beats a lizard!
- You wouldn't travel through time if it was in a phone box???
- It's bigger on the inside. It has a pool and a library.
- English phone box.
- English police phone box. It wasn't the cellphone that made it redundant.
- But there still is a phone.
Things recently said to me:
- Oh, hey, Godzilla noise!
- Godzilla is cooler than that!
- Doesn't he know about the cellphone?
- I'd need to have a seat.
- Does it take quarters?
- Does it take English quarters?
- Ah.
- Ahhhh.
when we put a harness on TC, we got instant flat cat.
I can totally see Bubba doing that
Lee, you should be prepared; when we put a harness on TC, we got instant flat cat. He would belly-crawl around the floor and *would not* stand up and walk while the harness was on. Put the leash on him and he became immovable, unless we wanted to drag him like dead weight. We never got as far as outside because he was so miserable in the harness and leash, and he hated outside.
Hah. That's what happened when I tried to use a leash to retrieve our 20-lb bruiser from the people seven or eight blocks away who had found our "lost" cat. I ended up schlepping him over my shoulder for about a block until we were out of sight and then letting him go his merry way before it ended in hernias and bloodshed.
