I have a bunch of broccoli, I should probably make soup. Too bad I can't do that at my desk...
Giles ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
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.
I had planned to: work on Dad's taxes, go to the gym, then go get Dad and take him out to lunch. Except his taxes are taking so long! SIGH. I was going to run this morning but it's been raining off and on all morning (yay) and I'm not in the mood to get soaked.
If I don't go to lunch with Dad, lunch will be leftover oatmeal risotto. And a visit to TJ's-- I stopped there last night and of course forgot to pick up the one or two things I really needed, like TEA. Argh. I must stock up on Irish Breakfast before I go back to work!
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My jeans all develop holes in the butt long before they need a dye job.
You know, in general I know that comparing yourself to others rarely works out, but it is so windy outside, I thought I'd check the map! [link] And New England looks like nothing compared to that central corridor. Yikes.
I think my lunch is going to be split-pea soup and cheese melted on a corn tortilla. And maybe a banana.
A compilation of videos of people behaving very badly at work: THE GREATEST WORKPLACE FREAK OUTS EVER - YouTube
People smashing their computers, desks, etc. One guy hits another over the head with a keyboard....
Shocking new school lice policies: [link]
It is quite windy here today, and as it's also recycling day, that's not working out too well.
It's really windy here, too.
Shocking new school lice policies
I guess it makes sense, the way he explains it.
sarameg, that policy is bonkers. I can't imagine any way that a serious attempt to adhere to it would lead to anything but the office environment demon baby of Ayn Rand and Lord of the Flies. I hope there's a metric shitton of pushback.
Fun conversation this morning:
Co-Worker: I can't believe they put my mother on Zoloft! She's on a hundred milligrams a day. That's too much. She must be high as a kite. That terrible drug! Why would they do that?
Me: I'm on a hundred fifty a day.
Co-Worker: ...
We then had a longer, better talk about the mechanisms of various ADs and her mom's differential diagnoses and the importance in controlling anxiety in patients with memory loss and conflict-and-uncertainty-avoidance issues, and it turned out okay. But... fuuuuck, that was not how I wanted to start the morning. It's just that there was no way I could sit there and listen to that and say nothing.