Oh Susan that is really tough.
That's what I've been saying! I know I could make infused syrups and shrubs and whatever bullshit, and between my mother and me we have a bunch of kinds of liquor, but I want SOMEONE ELSE to do it!
Yes. I want someone to make me fancy cocktails with a twist of this and a hint of that. Also food like that. I am spending so much money at the grocery store and then I still have to MAKE the food? What. Why. Drinks wise I've only made dark and stormies and Paloma-ish (grapefruit soda and tequila and lime).
Also entertaining: I've been taking Spanish classes via Skype and tonight we started talking about fruit and my teacher was saying she really wants to try apples when she visits here. Because they basically get red delicious and Granny Smiths and she heard we have other/better kinds. She was also flabbergasted at some of the many tropical fruits we really don't get. They have such good fruit there but it didn't occur to me they don't get good apples or cherries or blueberries (she's never had those! And only canned peaches!)
Oh, Susan. I am so sorry.
Susan, I'm sorry. Feel what you feel
My IT department successfully bricked my work laptop & then ignored me until mgmt intervened. And the solution is dumbassery. So it was a day that will stretch into the rest of the week. Oh & I have cramps. Shocked I didn't go totally scorched earth. But I got catfood, booze curbside, fresh greens, another mango, a truly delicious vegan coconut curry that I'm eating like soup, & a 20oz bag of white sangria (actually more like 28, now transferred to jars.)
Not sure how I'll play tomorrow. Too much that I do requires being on the internal network and my actual work computer. So.. I don't know. But I can & will charge admin leave. It requires someone to Explain. Ohh, I got plenty, darlings. I can be petty.
Weather will be shit, which screws with backup plans.
Oh, Susan, I'm so sorry. How awful for you and the whole family.
Susan, I'm so sorry. That must be so hard to process.
Thanks again, y'all. It's good to be able to come back here.
I'm sorry, Susan. My college roommate's brother died under shady circumstances. He fell to his death from a parking lot and nobody knows if it was suicide or his gambling debts catching up with him. It's just fucked up. It leaves such an unresolved mess of memories behind.
Oh no, Susan. I am so sorry. This is so difficult.
(and now, for a bit of meara'ing. I'm keeping a notepad open with stuff I wanted to reply to while skimming).
msbelle and -t, I am very sorry for the bullshit.
Yay for negative Ben!
And I just wondered who is NOT tipping well in this shit?
Assholes.
Yes and yes, though I have to say about 50% of the time I have to go to the street (at their request, because they can't/don't want to go into the building) to get whatever delivered and I find the delivery person without mask and gloves. I'm reluctant tipping them.
I keep hearing stories about people yelling at their elderly parents to stay home
Oh, dear. Let me just say: yes. Not yelling as much as convincing, and here's how my parents are being convinced: they do not agree with the policy BUT they agreed that I'd probably feel awfully guilty if I accidentally gave them the virus, so we can avoid meeting until it's safe. To spare my feelings, in case they'll catch it. Not because they are worried about catching it.
And oh, beekaytee! I wanted to apologize in person because I couldn't stay for more than a few minutes (I wish I had realized you were starting sooner), but then I read I'm a rockstar? Oh my blush. Either way, happy birthday again.
So far for meara'ing. And now, my dear board, I owe you a big F thank you. I had no idea about Due South and never heard of it beofre. You gave me a world of comfort to fangirl. I cannot remember when was the last time I fangirled a good, positive character, but it must have been years (if not more than a decade, thank you anti-hero television). Such a strange, good sensation.
