I really want to have gone to Trader Joe's, but I'm not that excited about going! It's cold out and a long walk. But I do have a warm coat, and for christ's sake, I can tell that I feel better when I at least move my body a little, which I have not been doing lately. OK. Up and at em.
Don't worry, we're sure to spot Faith first. She's like this cleavagy slut-bomb walking around 'Ooh, check me out, I'm wicked-cool, I'm five-by-five.'
Willow ,'Get It Done'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
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.
Jesse - Dec 31, 2012 9:07:46 am PST #6122 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
§ ita § - Dec 31, 2012 9:08:00 am PST #6123 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
In case of interest, I finally put my Great House pictures into one set: [link] and also updated my Jamaican food set: [link] with pictures over the past year or two.
Sue - Dec 31, 2012 9:11:51 am PST #6124 of 30001
hip deep in pie
There is officially no one here to send me home.
My co-office mates (but who work for a different dept.) are also not being sent home, so there's comfort in misery.
However Megan has sent her staff home and my coworker's DH was sent home at 3. (We all work for gov't.)
meara - Dec 31, 2012 9:20:35 am PST #6125 of 30001
I'm supposed to work until 3. But right now I am so irked I may trash my computer before then.
See, we have to document all our contact with the doctors and nurses. Both for the FDA, and to prove to the people paying us that we're doing our jobs. Granted, I have been just saving all my emails and putting this task off.
At my last company, they got a system going so we could just forward (or if we were smart, cc in the first place) our emails to a specific address, different for each project, and make sure a specific number was in the email chain, and voila, it filed itself (and then you could go look at all the emails online, if you wanted to find out about somethign someone else did). So nice.
This one? Well, first off, I have to print all the emails and send them in via fedex. Annoying, but not that big a deal. But then I ALSO have to put them into our system. So first I click to open a new "correspondence". Then I have to type in the date it happened. Then I have to click on the "performed by" box. Which opens a new box. Where I have to click to enter a new line. Then click on the "last name" field to open a list of names, then find my name on that list of name (I'm on the third page) and click on it. Then click OK that yes I meant that name. Then Click on another box for the "Topic" (and click for a new topic, and for a list of topics, and then on the list of topics, which one you want). Then cut and paste the body of the email into the "comments" section. EACH AND EVERY EMAIL. It's insane.
msbelle - Dec 31, 2012 9:22:37 am PST #6126 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I am about to head out. We are headed to Old Navy to exchange 2 pairs of pants for mac and then to a consignment store that I hope is open, I have 2 suits, 2 dresses, a skirt and 2 blouses to see if they will take. I hope to build a relationship with them I have another haul I can take them of spring/summer things closer to the season. And to get some cash for this mid-range stuff would be good and easier than ebay. fingers crossed.
mac is currently OVER me, because I dared to make him get showered and dressed.
Cass - Dec 31, 2012 9:25:56 am PST #6127 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
and also updated my Jamaican food set: [link] with pictures over the past year or two.
I am glad I never comment on pictures because the JERK picture makes me want to comment with BITCH. And people might not think it is as funny as I do.
Lee - Dec 31, 2012 9:28:20 am PST #6128 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Does anyone know why I am craving potato chips? In the absence of a msbelle, that might be what gets me dressed and out of the house even briefly today.
Jesse - Dec 31, 2012 9:30:49 am PST #6129 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
So first I click to open a new "correspondence". Then I have to type in the date it happened. Then I have to click on the "performed by" box. Which opens a new box. Where I have to click to enter a new line. Then click on the "last name" field to open a list of names, then find my name on that list of name (I'm on the third page) and click on it. Then click OK that yes I meant that name. Then Click on another box for the "Topic" (and click for a new topic, and for a list of topics, and then on the list of topics, which one you want). Then cut and paste the body of the email into the "comments" section. EACH AND EVERY EMAIL. It's insane.
That is very similar to my "work" of last Thurs/Fri. (Although mine isn't quite that bad.) Good fucking times.
Strix - Dec 31, 2012 9:38:22 am PST #6130 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Laura, when you finally get your Nook, email me so I can we can lend each other LendMe books!
That goes for anyone, btw. I am realfirstnamereallastname@hotmail.com on Nook.
Lee -- salt.
msbelle, hee. I sympathize. "But I showered two days ago and these jeans LOOK clean!" "Why do I have to brush my hair? I LIKE the way it looks unbrushed!"
Yeah, sucks to be you, kid.
flea - Dec 31, 2012 9:41:51 am PST #6131 of 30001
information libertarian
One of the problems of me being out of work is people recount insane work stories like the above, and I think, "damn, work is insane! Why would I want to do that?" And then I never get a job. (I mean also, there are very few jobs in my field in my city, but seriously, why do things have to be so crazy?)