April 1, aka Internet Jackass Day.
Indeed. Of course, in recent years it has become increasingly difficult to trust anything there. I am particularly annoyed with the stunning, but fake, photography. The world has so many wonders for fabulous photos, why you gotta be that way?
Right, it's April 1st. Stupid April 1st.
Friends of ours eloped on April 1st several years ago, and I genuinely didn't believe them. It was for real, though. This is the risk a person runs when they do a thing on April 1st.
"Top of the car" is a much more casually convenient place for him than for most of us.
3 day weekend was really nice and I feel more human, but I am just really really over this whole work thing.
top of the car" is a much more casually convenient place for him than for most of us
Ooh DCP has a good point!
Someone tell me to stop booping people on Tumblr and get to work.
Someone tell me to stop booping people on Tumblr and get to work.
I haven't opted in, because I know I'll end up booping all day, when I have a pile of work to get through.
Someone tell me to stop booping people on Tumblr and get to work.
I'm afraid I can't encourage that.
I woke up at 6am and realized I had forgotten to put the garbage and recycling cans out last night, so hustled down in the dark to do that. (And I can hear them being dumped into the truck right now as I type.)
I suppose I should check in with my CPA to make sure we've filed an extension on my taxes (it can't be done until some quarterly report related to the business sale comes in).
But I definitely have to pay property taxes in the next few days, on their weird irregular schedule.
I think my tasks today will mostly relate to pushing things forward with JZ's memorial.
Sun's out, and I've had coffee and Matilda is sleeping in on this school holiday. So time to hi-de-ho out and do my run.
I read a letter to an advice columnist in today's paper - her birthday is April 1 and she's constantly subjected to "pranks". Like a "birthday present" that's an empty box. Or her husband telling her he wants a divorce. Or going to a meeting on April 1 and people yelling "surprise" but it's not a party.
Columnist said this wasn't nice and wasn't funny. Also suggested she take her husband at his word.
In happier news, Stone Zoo welcomes a new porcupette. Seemingly, they're calling the group a "prickle"