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My mom is having surgery on her back today. (Well, actually she's in it now.) If she's able to walk around and stuff easily tomorrow, she's coming home. If not, she'll go back to the nursing home for a few days and then come home. Yay! I can stop visiting her in places that smell like sick people and she can see the kitties and have food that she actually wants to eat and will be able to walk and everything.
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Right now I hate the concept of large groups of small children. Unclean little buggers carry diseases that are unimaginable by the adult mind. I'm thinking the apocalypse will happen much like a zombie movie, except instead of shuffling and decomposing corpses, it will be children coughing on everyone and touching everything with their unwashed little hands. The infection will travel swiftly and mercilessly and adult will be wiped out inside of a week.
So, anyways. I went to a small child's birthday party last weekend. For those few unfamiliar, my girlfriend has a three year old daughter. My immediate thought leaving my apartment that morning was "Shit, I am going to be surrounded by half a dozen little kids and my immune system sucks. I am going to get very sick." Rachel assured me that, having seen them all Thursday, all of them were healthy. Yeah, three of the little buggers were hacking pretty effectively and I'm now sick as a dog and full on out of sick days (All used up on a stomach flu I had in January) and vacation days (All used up for my San Diego trip). So here I sit at my desk at work, barely able to focus on much of anything and I don't have a real day to myself to relax until the day after Thanksgiving.
On the plus side, I got the coolest toy for the birthday girl and thus won the birthday.
KvP:
--- Quote from: David_Dovey on 12 Nov 2008, 00:43 ---I have been tasked with installing the new Adobe CS4 suite on every computer in the college I work at. It takes forty minutes to uninstall the old suite and a good hour or more to install the new one.
Ergo: I will probably be posting a lot from work over the next few weeks.
--- End quote ---
Get thee to a ghosting program vendor!
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Blag Fred-
I have got to stop goddamn crying every time someone mistreats me. I was at work, trying to lift a table off a cart, and dropped it. Now these tables are 8 feet in diameter rounds, built out of left over soviet ammunitions or something, and weigh a goddamn ton. So I'm lifting the table, and it slips out of my hands. It skids sideways and lands flat, which makes a huge bang and promptly sweeps my feet out from under me and I fall on top with ANOTHER giant bang.
I'm sitting there in the center of the hallway taking stock of my various just-bruised body parts and a fucking guy comes out of the room across the hall, surveys the situation, and proceeds to yell at me. For falling.
SORRY MISTER I'LL TRY NOT TO DISTURB YOUR DISCUSSION NEXT TIME I ACCIDENTALLY DROP A HUGE TABLE AND FALL ON MY ASS. WOAH.
But instead if yelling at him, I nodded said sorry, and proceeded to sob in the ladies room for 20 minutes. Then start crying again when I went back to the office and people asked if I was ok. Fuck this.
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And now I'm covered in fruit punch and my desk/mouse/keyboard are all sticky from fruit punch residue.
Le sigh...
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