Anyway, yes. Too stupid to brane, but unable to just not spill it all over everyone. See also: hungry, but not enough to cook. But by the time I am hungry enough, it will take too long to cook. There's just no winning tonight, I think.
Why couldn't you be dealing drugs like normal people?
Snyder ,'Empty Places'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Liese S. - Apr 01, 2014 5:01:55 pm PDT #10166 of 30002
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
askye - Apr 01, 2014 6:23:30 pm PDT #10167 of 30002
Thrive to spite them
Work was good and bad. So my direct report is one of the assistant managers, which i I'm fine with. Especially since he gave me recogintion for this spreadsheet I've made to track calls.
Bad is - with the restructure there were 3 supervisors and only going to be 2 positions. I didn't want anyone to lose their job, really. But they didn't pick one of the superivisors who I think (and a few other people) thought should have gotten it. He was knowledgeable in all his areas, good with customers and if you needed help you could go to him. The guy who got it - in his department he's FOURTH on the list of employees I'd go to for product knowledge and second for help with a customer.
oh well, all store meeting is Saturday and then Will and I are going to see Winter Soldier in the afternoon.
Toddson - Apr 02, 2014 12:50:04 pm PDT #10168 of 30002
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
DCJensen - Apr 02, 2014 2:18:05 pm PDT #10169 of 30002
All is well that ends in pizza.
Sigh.
I just called the police on my neighbor.
Scrappy - Apr 02, 2014 2:19:18 pm PDT #10170 of 30002
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Oh no, why?
DCJensen - Apr 02, 2014 2:29:41 pm PDT #10171 of 30002
All is well that ends in pizza.
I was sitting her making a light supper for myself (Andi's at work), and someone in the white house next door started playing music so loud it was rattling my windows and disturbing my thoughts.
I was low on blood sugar, so it wasn't a good time.
I restrained myself, and opened up the back door, and shouted at the house "Shut the F***K up!" and went inside to finish supper.
Suddenly my doorbell rang. I figured the neighbor came by to apologize, or to complain back.
What I didn't count on was a muscular guy in a wifebeater t-shirt screaming at me, and pushing his way into my back door.
He said if I ever yell at his kids again, he would come over and kill me. He kept threatening me, and I finally got the inside door closed, and he hammered on it hard enough to knock off some refrigerator magnets I had on the other side.
I opened the door and for the second time told him to leave my property.
He kept screaming, I closed the door and locked it.
I called 9-1-1, explained that he was physically trying to enter my house and was threatening me.
They sent three officers, and it was only while I was explaining to them that all I did to start it was a general "shut the F... up," I thought his reaction was something to be concerned at.
I asked them to just let him know I was just addressing the loud music, not his kids. That and my concern at his overreaction to a yell.
Wheee.
Laura - Apr 02, 2014 2:39:54 pm PDT #10172 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
Yikes. Not good.
Cass - Apr 02, 2014 3:57:15 pm PDT #10173 of 30002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I called 9-1-1, explained that he was physically trying to enter my house and was threatening me.
That's bad. Hopefully he realizes it was a huge overreaction since it ended with 911 being called.
See also: hungry, but not enough to cook. But by the time I am hungry enough, it will take too long to cook. There's just no winning tonight, I think.
Yep. I am hungry, need to plant some plants and have a yoga class in 45 minutes. I cannot tell if any of this will happen.
Hil R. - Apr 02, 2014 5:18:37 pm PDT #10174 of 30002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
That doesn't sound good, DCJ.
The antibiotic eyedrops that the doctor prescribed me have a million "protect from light" warnings on them. Why do they package them in a clear bottle, then?
beekaytee - Apr 02, 2014 6:00:18 pm PDT #10175 of 30002
Compassionately intolerant
omg. I hope the police warning is sufficient to make Nuts Neighbor see the error of his ways. Good lord that's unsettling.
I'm with Liese on the not braning.
Spent 17 hours managing a polling place yesterday. Second time as precinct captain.
I think I'm going to have to rethink participating in November.
I was personally responsible for shepherding 1,000 votes, but never even noticed how they were distributed. I guess it is finally and perhaps permanently true that my disaffection with the political system is such that I really don't care who people vote for, just that they do so!
Champion of Democracy. That's me.
Actually, I'm just plain exhausted. Not really in a bad way. It's just so, incredibly stressful.
DC is notoriously Democratic and this was a Democratic primary and yet, hundreds of people took the poll workers to task because they couldn't vote without a special ballot. One person actually screamed at me, "I'm an Independent, I should be able to vote on everything and everyone in this city!"
There are no Independent candidates. This is not my personal doing, dude.
I'm sure I wil feel better tomorrow.