That's possibly worse than my dead juicer.Originally Posted by Bitter Jeweler
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That's possibly worse than my dead juicer.Shop computer hard drive failure.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Where are the posts about the Chilean miner rescue??
Messed with my groove that my kids weren't all that impressed that about ONE BILLION people across the globe were watching that in real-time. They take all our technology for granted. Nothing quite like that has happened in our human history, let alone witnessed on camera and streamed around the world.
Watching the news clips online last evening was absolutely awesome! What a terrific job everyone involved in the rescue did. And I so admire those miners! They dealt with a terrifying situation with a lot of grace and poise!Where are the posts about the Chilean miner rescue??
Messed with my groove that my kids weren't all that impressed that about ONE BILLION people across the globe were watching that in real-time. They take all our technology for granted. Nothing quite like that has happened in our human history, let alone witnessed on camera and streamed around the world.
Air conditioning is messing with my groove. HUD regulations say all air conditioners must be removed by Oct. 8. Ok, not a problem I was thinking, since I had only had it on about two times in the last couple of weeks because it was cooling down a bit outside. Oct. 11 there was a notice posted that the heat had been turned on for the building, and to set your thermostats accordingly. Fine, dandy, no problem, until yesterday, when it got up to about 75°. Today it was about 80° and it's supposed to be up to possibly 90° on Saturday! Since this is a brick building and it hold the heat, it is almost 85° in my apartment tonight!
*Heeeeeeeeeellp meeeeeeeeee! I'm meeeeeeeeeeelllltiiiiiiiing!
*said in the voice of the Wicked Witch of the West
I don't have a problem with authority....I just don't like being told what to do!Remember, the toes you step on today may be attached to the ass you have to kiss tomorrow!RIP Fluffy! 01-07-09 I'm so sorry Fluffster! People who don't like cats were probably mice in an earlier life! My mind not only wanders, sometimes it leaves completely!The nice part about living in a small town: When you don't know what you're doing, someone else always does!
Atari bullshit refugee!!
It's amazing that the internet can put life into perspective sometimes.
Kaitlyn has been teething. On top of acid reflux there are days when I've just had about enough of screaming and crying. Makes me wonder if I should just go back to work to "Get away".
But then last night I came across a post from a fellow member of my baby board. She lost her little boy in a car accident over the weekend. I don't normally read such threads but last night I did. It really hit me hard.
It kicked my ass back into reality. That I am damn lucky to have a beautiful, mostly healthy child and I've got to stop my bitching.
Today has gone so much better than the past few days. But my heart still hurts for a perfect stranger who lost her child. And I'm upset at myself for being so miserable when I should be happy for what I have, the path I chose for myself and for her sake.
Also, just realized that my TV is starting to have issues with the screen on both sides, where the speakers are, Discoloration on the edges. Damn CRTs.
Kittycat, you need to remember that just because someone else has it worse it does not, and should not, diminish what you are feeling.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Oh but aren't you just an awful person for saying something like that
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
I try my best.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Against stupidity the gods themselves struggle in vain
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
You'd think the Gods would be more tolerant towards that which created them.
There can be no tolerance, no differences.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Lesson learned: do not overfeed your baby.
Thought I would top her off so she could sleep well tonight. Apparently she had too much because when I went to wrap her up in her swaddle, she spit up and it went all over my bedspread and the floor. Two ounces of liquid goes a long way apparently.
Guess I'll be up late washing. Luckily my bedspread is thick, so the sheets are dry. :P
So you spend a great night clubbing with friends, have a brunch with one of them who hopped over from Vienna. Enjoy the sights and sounds of Amsterdam. Then you sit down at the waterside with a cup of coffee and he breaks down in tears. Telling me that his ex-boyfriend/housemate for 8 years has died 10 months ago. That meant he lost his best friend and his home in a matter of weeks. Then the job went. None of which he'd told me up to now, and it's not like we never had contact in the meanwhile.
Congratulations America
Had the scare of my life yesterday.
Went to my aunt's for barbeque dinner, and my parents and grandparents were there. My grandmother was holding the baby, sitting on a chair. She asked me to take the baby because she felt light-headed. I thought it was a little strange, but kept talking with her. Lucky that my dad came in soon, because she suddenly started to breath heavy, and flinched oddly and fainted. We called 9-1-1 immediately and got her on the floor. She came to, and said she was fine but her back hurt. She tried to get up on her side, and then fainted again. We had to call her name several times before she woke again.
The ambulance got there in under 4 minutes, and by the time they got in the door she was talking just fine, and said she didn't remember passing out. They took her to the hospital to run tests. She's still there now. They can't find anything wrong yet. She has a MRI tomorrow so maybe they will find something. If not, she gets sent home anyway.
She hates being there (hasn't been in a hospital in 45 years), but we had to call the paramedics....we didn't know what was happening to her since she doesn't have any prior medical issues other than allergies.
Made me feel bad that she was holding the baby when she started to feel bad, but my mom tells me that she shouldn't have had problems because of that....
Dealing with my teenage son breaking up with his girlfriend after 18 months of "going out", he called it off and is coping ok but she is going troppo.
Such is Life...
Still no internet, writing from work right now (don't come here from work as a general rule of thumb, got too much to do without being distracted). Being sued, its ridiculous and untrue the claims. Written a full rant in the Article Draft forum.
Okay, so the ragweed is kicking my ass. I'm miserable. My eyes are red, my nose is drippy. Despite this, I had to go to the grocery store to pick up a few things, because unfortunately the kids have to eat even when the thought of food makes mommy ill. They'll be doing most of the cooking tonight with my supervision, but that's not really what's messing with my groove right now, and neither is the fact that I'll have to take the little princess to gymnastics tonight. No, the groove-messer-upper goes to the fucking freak hitting on me at the grocery store.
Seriously, if you happen to have a snot fetish, I don't mean to insult you. You're welcome to it. I don't even mind if you secretly enjoy my drippy nose and red, itchy eyes. But for the love of flying fucks, what possible aberration could give you the impression that a woman who is clearly miserably ill wants to have a very plain man trying to get her phone number while she's trying to avoid sneezing all over the fucking cheese in the dairy section. And then, once she tells you no, do you really think you'll have a better shot in the meat department?
Bah. Men.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
You live in the best place
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
I'm so glad you think so
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
That does sound scary! Your gramma, even in her fainting state, somehow thought of the baby's safety first. Maybe think of it that way?
I hope she's alright....could be anything from low blood sugar to BP fluctuations or needing a pacemaker. Very treatable conditions. She'll probably ask about your baby before she asks about herself, grammies can be that way.
FFS I nearly spat my crappy breakfast all over the keyboard laughing at Lolli's post - it conjured up a hilarious image. I think it was being hit on in the meat department that topped it off.
Such is Life...
eww, that's just gross. What kind of meat market are you frequenting during the day, lolli?
EEeep! Good luck, Rand.
Sued? For what?
What Article Draft forum?
I believe its the forum some users have access to so they can draft up the blog posts that end up on the front page. Not sure why its set to request for access to all of us. Figured it would be a sort of have account, can read, type of forum.Sued? For what?
What Article Draft forum?
Oh! Poor little thing
"Wer Visionen hat, sollte zum Arzt gehen." - Helmut Schmidt
That is a delightful emoticon.
Even if you missed the point.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
I am intentionally missing the point
"Wer Visionen hat, sollte zum Arzt gehen." - Helmut Schmidt
Gotta keep the peons out, dontcha kno'
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Well this peon wants to know why someone would sue our little Randy.
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