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General => Rants and Stuff => Topic started by: The Holy Saint, Grand High Poobah, Master of Monkeys, Ehlers on November 22, 2005, 12:54:19 PM
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I'm grumpy because I like long threads.
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Me too. Grr. >:(
But it really was time to cut it off...
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Spriggan wrote
No they don't take plasma from sick people, in fact I think you have to have a blood test before they'll let you do it.
Ah, but then I'll be okay, because chronic fatigue doesn't affect your blood. As long as I go while I don't have an infection, they'll never know...
But, that seems a little dishonest. And I probably won't risk it--it is most likely I need my plasma.
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Well, I can only give blood or plasma when I'm not on anti-anxiety medication. Apparently most anti-anxiety meds (and many anti-depressants) in the blood stream could cause siezure in some people. Course often I get turned down when they check my blood-pressure, since anxiety seems to adversely it.
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...because chronic fatigue doesn't affect your blood.
Hey, I have CFS, too. Didn't know that's what you had. Too bad for both us us, eh? I've found that exercise makes a huge difference for me. Anyway, the blood plasma thing twice a week would probably be too much for me--what with the needles being involved and not just the CFS. :P But maybe it'll be just the thing to help you make ends meet!
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Hey, I have CFS, too. Didn't know that's what you had.
I don't talk about it unless I'm really grumpy. Like yesterday and today.
I've found that exercise makes a huge difference for me.
In theory, yes. But sometimes it makes things worse for me before it gets better. And it's hard to be motivated to do it when you feel sick and depressed.
I did go to a new doctor yesterday, and he thinks it is Candida. I've been diagnosed with that before and tried to get rid of it naturally. There is too much going on right now, so I consented to take an antibiotic--as long as he had a good probiotic. Which he did, so I trust him more than most medical doctors. At least he understood that killing off ALL bacteria in your body (which is what an antibiotic will do--both the good and bad bacteria that regulates your body, particularly the digestive system) was not the sole solution.
Hopefully I'll adjust quickly to the Diflucan. I may wait till after Thanksgiving to start it. Oh, and he put me on another diet--no sugar, fruit, white flour, yeast, cheese, or peanuts for three weeks to clear my system of all yeast-producing organisms. Yech. Back to eating only meat and vegetables and whole grains.
Major rantage. Sorry. Grumpy.
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But sometimes it makes things worse for me before it gets better. And it's hard to be motivated to do it when you feel sick and depressed.
That's how it is with me and back pain. I have scoliosis, but it's mild enough that it doesn't trouble me if I get regular upper-body exercise. However, when I fail to exercise for a while, it makes it very hard to exercise; sometime's it's that much more painful the first few times.
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It's funny how working out makes me feel so good, but it's when I feel completely stressed out that I don't have time for it. This week, for example, I really, really need to work out. Well, I need to work out all the time, but the point is that I could use the endorphins and all that goes with it, plus moving my body helps release the stress.
I'm really, really stressed right now. Someone want to come by and give my shoulders a massage? I'm probably going to be here at work till midnight; I wouldn't be surprised. What with the virus yesterday, I'm even more behind than I was before, so I'm only about 1/3 through editing a book that I've already spent a week and a half on, and I have to get it done tomorrow.
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This is partially ironic, but mostly jsut dissapointing.
So my parents decide that they want to take my oldest nephew to see HPIV. Now obviously this means that my nephew needs more supervision--this is a PG-13 movie and my nephew is only 13. ::)
So I get invited to come along, as well as my litte sister and my younger brother. Then one of my older brother and his wife fly out here from Maryland. So there are now enough adults. :'(
Then comes the process of picking a date. Aparently opening night is not good enough for some of family, so we wait until Wednesday when everyone can go. Then there is the coordination of the movie time. Some prefer it at and earlier time and other later. We eventually come to a comprimise during the afternoon, that is acceptable to most everyone except for my nephew who is no longer relevant at this point).
So, today was the day to go see HPIV. there has been much juggling of scheadules. Tickets have been purchased. People fall behind in there morning errands. Of course lunch and other activities need to be completed. Then the is the innevitable rounding up of family members, some who feel it is only common curteousy to arrive at least 15 minutes earlier. Other feel that we should arrive no earlier than half-way through the opening credits.
Eventually, the family makes it to the movie theater--even my nephew. We get seats, unfortunately not together. The previews starts and are few and short. We get to see the opening credits and the introduction to the movie. We are enjoying things.
Then, 15 minutes into the film, the power goes out in the theater. And not just in the theater showing the movie, the entire film complex, and even most of the city. So we wait around for a half-an-hour, still no power. The theater owner starts passing out vouchers and refunds.
So my family returned to our cars and drove home, perilously passing intersections with dead stop lights. And thus I must wait for another day to see Harry Potter IV.
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I have scoliosis, but it's mild enough that it doesn't trouble me if I get regular upper-body exercise.
My roommate has mild scoliosis, too. She does a lot of tae kwon do (sp?) and pilates.
I'm really, really stressed right now. ... I'm probably going to be here at work till midnight; .... What with the virus yesterday, I'm even more behind than I was before, so I'm only about 1/3 through editing a book that I've already spent a week and a half on, and I have to get it done tomorrow.
Dang, that sucks! I hate it when you're up against this deadline that seems impossible. I hope you conquer the ms. long before midnight, though.
I was 20 minutes late for class on Mon. night because I hadn't finished this beastly marketing project, complete with a phoney author questionnaire, press release, list of target publications, marketing plan, and on and on.
I nearly had a panic attack just trying to get it finished, yet it's not like I procrastinated. All the research took much longer than I thought and "technical difficulties" got in the way. I think my MS Word is permanently screwed up on my computer and is in need of re-installation. blech.
Good luck. I'll keep my fingers crossed for ya!
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I'm sad because it's Thanksgiving and Grandma's gone.
In fact, this will be the first Thanksgiving in my life I can remember that will be spent without either of my Grandmothers (one's still alive, but she's in Utah and I'm in Canada).
It will also be the first I've spent with Ari, though, so it isn't all bad.
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Don't worry. Between Sister Prigoone and me, there's some grandma cooking skills in the world yet. And we will have a blast.
I'm grumpy because I just took a Human Cognition and Brain test in the middle of 4.5 hours of classes starting *ahem* at 8:30am. My amygdaloid complex and parahippocampal cortices are melting from the heat of upcoming examinations. I am currently sitting at the library between classes letting my brain simmer for lack of ability to do ANYTHING useful. Soon it will be time to step outside and let it instantly refreeze in -35723 degree weather.
And I am recovering from a mild panic attack - I had the hardest time finding the new grumpy thread.
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Then, 15 minutes into the film, the power goes out in the theater. And not just in the theater showing the movie, the entire film complex, and even most of the city. So we wait around for a half-an-hour, still no power. The theater owner starts passing out vouchers and refunds.
So my family returned to our cars and drove home, perilously passing intersections with dead stop lights. And thus I must wait for another day to see Harry Potter IV.
...ouch. That sucks.
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I would say it's more like a drop-kick to the soul, but saying it sucks works too.
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a drop-kick to the soul
That's so much more expressive...
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I'm grumpy because it's confusing when the things that make you happy are also the things that make you grumpy (Like family, and dogs, and diets and eating too much food at thanksgiving dinner.)
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I'm grumpy because I was going to go to EUOL's book signing but, due to transportation and babysitting errors I was unable to do so.
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errors?
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Yes. Errors.
My mom was babbysitting a daughter of someone in the ward who was suposed to pick her up at 11:30. Long story short she had car troubles and ended up picking her up at 4:30.
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Safari is irritating me to no end right now. This error message keeps popping up saying "TypeError - Null value." Whatever -that- means!!
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Soon it will be time to step outside and let it instantly refreeze in -35723 degree weather.
Is that Fahrenheit or Celcius?
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Celcius; this is Canada.
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Notice that absolute zero is -273 celcius... as in, it's -273 when no molecular movements are made. Yes, Montreal is colder than absolute zero.
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By a factor of a hundred or so.
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Yeah, that would explain why Canadians are so slow. :P
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And yet Ari is somehow Canadian.
It boggles the mind.
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No, I'm Canasian. I got the upgrade.
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Canasian? Sounds like mix of Canasta and Caucasian.
You're a white card-player. =þ
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Erm, whatever you say. I don't speak that language.
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You don't speak English?
No wonder! That explains everything, now.
And all this time...
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I just have no idea where you got Caucasian. I may be a cocky Asian, but that does not make me Caucasian.
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Are you suggesting that Caucasians are cocky?
You're painfully punful.
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Me suggest that Caucasians are cocky?
I think you're the one here who doesn't speak English...
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Me no speaky Engrish good!
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You're just a pain. :P
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Ari's grumpy because I'm a pain.
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I'm grumpy because I have to go back to work tomorrow.
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I'm grumpy because my lips have been really chapped and splitting for almost two weeks now. If it were possible to die of chapped lips, I would be dead.
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i have to fly in an hour and it is 5:30 in the morning!!! I also got some bad news checking my messages:( But i got some world of warcraft goodness to warm me up. FEEL MY PRIEST WRATH!
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You think that's bad? I have an INTERNATIONAL flight at like 6:30am or so in a couple of weeks. Can you say "all-nighter"?
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I'm grumpy that my LJ has gotten hijacked by the equivalent of LaRouchies, so much so that I had to change my settings. And I think it ruined a friendship in the process, but perhaps that's a good thing--I was really feeling like that particular person was one to always play both sides of the fence, and this kind of showed his true colors.
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You think that's bad? I have an INTERNATIONAL flight at like 6:30am or so in a couple of weeks. Can you say "all-nighter"?
I'm not going to feel sorry for you unless you clarify that this International flight isn't between Canadia and the U.S. of A.
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Have you ever tried to drag a suitcase through Montréal snow in December?
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That's what I thought.
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I'm leaving.
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Don't you hate it when you set your alarm wrong--like you put in the wrong hour? Say, 7:45am instead of 6:45am, so instead of getting up 15 minutes earlier than you normally would (at 7am) you wake up, horrified to learn that you have 15 minutes to get ready and then have to run the 1.25 mi to the subway station so that you're not late for work!! And then you get there just in time for a long, boring meeting in a room where the heat is stuck on the "Iguana" setting or something. *sigh*
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Uh... yeah.
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I'm grumpy because I have to write almost an entire story for Creative Writing that is due tomorrow (Yes I did start it before now, I'm not that big a procratinator! I just need massive rewriting).
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how long did it have to be?
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3-5 pages typed, 5-8 handwritten, but knowing me it'll end up being 10 or so typed. I tend to blow through limits like that. :(
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what did the subject have to be about?
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Science Fiction.
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you're lucky, at my school there are barely any assingments like that, when we actually have to write short stories the topics are boring.
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Where do you go to school?
My problem is that Fell's other half (my teacher) keeps giving out new assignments every week and a half or so.
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don't you hate it when all the people around starts to fall apart and you can't do anything about it but pick up the pieces while you yourself crumble...
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While you should help your friends, don't forget to allow yourself time to meditate or have a quiet time, something that will help you relax and recharge. Even if it's taking deep breaths for a few minutes, it might help you have more strength to deal with your friends' problems.
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>:(I'm grumpy because I had just gotten into my writing rythem for my homework assignment when the computer started being stupid and I had to restart it. >:(Now it'll take me like ten minutes of staring at the screen and writing crappy paragraphs before I'm in the right rythem again. >:( I HATE MY COMPUTER! >:( >:( >:(
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I barely made it to work this morning, and I worry that I won't be able to get home. The "minor" problem in my clutch that my brother says should require a $30 power bleed of the clutch has turned into a "must replace the master cylinder and the slave cylinder" situation, which involves taking the transmission apart, which means that $30 just turned into $850. Which I don't have. I didn't even have the $30. I paid $1000 for the Jeep in the first place! It's *so* not worth it.
I would drop the car and take the bus, if it didn't take over 2 hours to get to work, each way, from my house. Carpooling won't work. So I have to have a car, at least for the next 6 months while I live so far from work (oo, so far, all of 15 miles).
I just seriously don't know how to juggle it all. My computer's falling apart, my car is falling apart, my apartment is too expensive, student loans are due, and so on and on. I just can't pay for it all.
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Oh, crap, car trouble and bills are enough to make anyone grumpy. I'm sorry your car has betrayed you. Stupid little problems often turn out to be major headaches with cars. >:(
I'm crossing my fingers that when I drive to MA from UT, my car won't give me any trouble. (I'm just flying home and driving back). I -do- have to buy all new tires, though. How in the world can I afford to get any gifts for people this year??
Student loans really suck, too. I've got one in deferment and I cringe to think what the payments will be after all my Emerson loans. eeeek.
I hope that freelancing stuff might help out for you--like the photography and working for that journal.
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Man, that makes what I'm grumpy about seem mild, hope everything turns out okay for you.
I'm grumpy because I got a huge headache today, which my mom says was probably a migrain. As a result I was unable to work on my story for Creative Writing, so i'll most likely be up late tonight--again. >:(
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I sympathize Stacer.
I'm frustrated by bills too. Fortunately, I'll be returning to school which will put off my student loans for a while. Still, Christmas shopping and some unexpected expenses have led me into the glamourous side-career of plasma donation for the time being.
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Still, Christmas shopping and some unexpected expenses have led me into the glamourous side-career of plasma donation for the time being.
My half sister does that too. it's kind of annoying though because she is living with us for the time being so that she can get out of debt-something in which she has put forth almost nil effort. Normally I wouldn't mind, but she is kind of manipulative and dominering. This isn't good for either of my other sisters, my oldest one all the more so because she trys to make everything her fault so that she can still like people who offend her, which leads to depression. She offends my half sister regulary, on accident, because my half sister is very unrealistic about what offends her. Offer one piece of criticism about anything she does that has to do with art or writing and she goes off the wall and starts trying to make you feel bad, amoung other things. For instance, she took a story that she was writing to a Writing Group and they critisized it, like they are supposed to. Now, instead of fixing the problems she can't write in her story because they where trying to tell her that her story was bad, not what needed to be fixed, like they where actually doing. Not only that but nothing that she does can be wrong, for instance, I once made a joke about her that she found offensive and so she got angry and started insulting me. When she did this too me (made a joke about me that I found offensive) I was suddenly uptight and acting immature and like a PMS girl, and then she insulted me again.
I'm thinking I should stop here, either that or put this in a new thread entitled: Things About My Family and Friends Which I Find Annoying.
That reminds me about a friend of mine who is a very bad sport in video games, when he wins he starts yelling and saying that we all suck at the game, and when he loses it had to have been because we had an unfair advantage or we where cheating. I hate it :(
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Well, I talked to my brother after talking to the mechanic, and he thinks I've been hit by another take-advantage-of-a-woman mechanic. He still thinks he can fix it by borrowing a $50 tool (or buying it if absolutely necessary) and buying a $1 can of brake fluid.
I think it's probably more a symptom of our throw-away culture and a desire to be thorough that prompted the mechanic to quote me an $850 bill over the phone (and he's not the first one to do it--nobody who power bleeds a clutch was willing to do only the power bleed). Yet the result is the same: a $30 job turns into an $850 job, which makes me start thinking about getting rid of the Jeep and how am I going to afford something else when I can't afford the Jeep, etc.
There are things that are happening that will hopefully iron out the bill situation, but they won't be implemented in full until April (getting a roommate in a cheaper apartment, etc.), though a few things will be working within a month. It's just that it's still hard to get through the holidays alone--completely alone, not even with friends nearby, really--with that hanging over your head.
So, hopefully my brother will be by tomorrow and fix it. Cross your fingers.
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Well, I talked to my brother after talking to the mechanic, and he thinks I've been hit by another take-advantage-of-a-woman mechanic. He still thinks he can fix it by borrowing a $50 tool (or buying it if absolutely necessary) and buying a $1 can of brake fluid.
People like that piss me off. So they know how to fix a car and you don't, that doesn't mean that they should try to take advantage of you. It reminds me of when my dad sent my mom to the hardware store while he was fixing the house, they tried to tell her that she needed something totally unrelated to what my dad needed. They where such jerks that my mom had to end up calling my dad, just to prove to the idiots that he wanted what she siad he did. Grrr... >:( that's what makes people not trust each other.
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Thing is, I know cars pretty well. Not as well as my brother, but I spent my share of time under the hood and under the car with my dad, as well as taking a few mechanics classes (including one in which we took apart a lawn mower engine and put it back together). This is not to say I can do anything beyond change the oil (if that, given I learned on a Buick Century and now drive a Jeep), but I do know how to understand what my dad or brother tells me and repeat it to the mechanics. But the last time I did, they still took advantage of me--I told them all I needed was the timing adjusted, and they went ahead and adjusted the timing when in fact it was that the carburetor wasn't bolted down tight enough, which my brother didn't know. Instead of coming to me and saying that the carburetor wasn't tight enough so they couldn't do what I asked, they adjusted the timing so it worked *worse*, then told me that the carburetor was loose and offered to fix it for $100 more, after charging me $50.
Not right.
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Definetly not right. That's why I like that billboard that has a picture of a mechanic and syas: Couldn't fix it. Refused money. Mechanics should be more like that. Have you ever noticed that mechanics seem to be crooked far more than any other proffession?
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To be just a little practical, I ususally think like you when I have to fix a car, Stacer, but as my father-in-law pointed out: will a car you can get for $850 or less work better/longer than the jeep will after you spend $850 on it? I mean, you can't KNOW that, but that's the real judge of what to do, rather than relative cost of the repair vs. the price you paid for it.
Hopefully you won't have to spend the $850 though.
but yeah, I'm still in debt. I count progress as getting closer to being capable of paying toward the debt, rather than actually paying off the debt. So I sympathize and wish I had an answer.
General advice to everyone, magazine subscriptions tend to save a bit. You can do without them, really, and they're a relatively painless way to cut out an expense. That and cable, high speed internet, and other subscription services. I know a lot of people who feel like they're not making any progress yet every month they give $100 to the cable company for extra channels and faster downloads. Then when they go and buy a TiVO too... I wonder what they're thinking.
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I don't have cable or TiVo, and this internet situation of mine is about the cheapest it gets, but I had to pay for a home phone at the same time, which is something, but still only $25 more a month. If I had a roommate, it'd be quite cheap. The only magazine subscription I have is one that I got suckered into at Best Buy and haven't figured out how to cancel. I certainly don't even read it.
And don't I know about the car situation. But the original plan was to have it last me about 6 months (which is now) and then buy a better one, one more like the most perfect car I ever had. Cheap and reliable. It was a 98 Ford Escort, which had been a mission car (in a mission that actually took care of its cars, North Chicago). 46,000 miles on it, for $4600; my car payments were roughly $100 a month, and I never had to do more than basic oil maintenance on it.
Back when I first moved here, my brother convinced me to buy this car from him, and though it's been great for getting me around, I basically ended up paying him what I would have given for a downpayment, and now that I'm broke, trading in the Jeep probably isn't an option. That's the thing: I knew it would involve some repairs, but I didn't want to keep it long enough to deal with the big ones. Now I have no choice, really. And that sucks. Especially when the mechanics think they can gouge you. Oh, I have no doubt the system should be replaced eventually, but what he was saying to me--that power bleeding it would blow out the master cylinder--isn't really true, and he was trying to sell me something I didn't strictly need.
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This may not help, because I know that many times we just want to rant and be heard and not hear possible solutions (and I just want to say that you're heard and understood), but have you talked to your Bishop? When I was a student and newly married, my husband and I were only making $800 a month. This was not enough to pay rent and all our other bills (and this including cutting out everything that we could). We were able to get food from the Bishop's storehouse until I graduated and could work full-time, allowing us to pay for our own bills. He mostly likely can't give you money, but he probably could give you food (which saves from your budget so you can more easily pay your other bills) and try to find someone in the ward who fixes cars or who has a car they don't want but still works who is willing to donate or something. You may have already done this, but just in case you haven't, remember that part of the purpose of the Church is to be charitable, to take care of the needs of the members, and the law of consecration. I hope that's helpful :).
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I'm so grumpy because for some reason I BADLY want to buy this pattern and make this dress for myself. But where would I wear it?? I coudln't even wear it to church without feeling like a ninny.
WHY must I live in an era where one never wears ball gowns or pretty dresses?
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I know what you mean, fuzzy. Occasionally I'll wear what used to be considered a Sunday dress to church and feel completely out of place because I feel so much more dressed up than other people--especially when I wear my velvet dress. But I only own two skirts, and I get bored with them.
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This may not help, because I know that many times we just want to rant and be heard and not hear possible solutions
That's okay, Tink. I was just ranting, and like I said, a lot of solutions are working together to put things in a better place by April. I've been being helped, but it's just so frustrating not to be able to do it yourself, and on top of that have a bunch of things break at the most inopportune time. At least neither the car nor the computer is completely broken *yet*. Both are clinging to what life they have.
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I am a little grump today because I took my oldest son to see March of the Pengins today at the local dollar movie theater (actually, it's only $0.50 on Tuesdays). He started acting up shortly after the movie started and I had to drag him out, kicking and screaming. Not only did I waste money to see a movie that I couldn't watch but now I have to second guess myself on whether I can take my three-year old son to movies any time soon.
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I'm sorry. My half-brother was always very, very good in movies. Even thrillers (for a kid) like Jurassic Park and Lord of the Rings. It's restaurants you can't take him to (still can't, and he's six now)
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I'm so grumpy because for some reason I BADLY want to buy this pattern and make this dress for myself. But where would I wear it?? I coudln't even wear it to church without feeling like a ninny.
WHY must I live in an era where one never wears ball gowns or pretty dresses?
You know, I've felt slightly that way lately. I have gone through all my long skirts once this semester, and now instead of cycling through again, I want (strangely) to start wearing evening gowns to Church. But there are also people who consistently show up in jeans in my ward, so I'd feel like a complete idiot if I did.
Psh. I don't know why I feel that way. Is this even a sympathisable problem to have?
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All the women are allowed to wear ballroom gowns, evening gowns, and other formal outfits when visiting Time-Waster's Guide.
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Heck, you can even come naked.
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But if you do, I don't wanna know about it.
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All the women are allowed to wear ballroom gowns, evening gowns, and other formal outfits when visiting Time-Waster's Guide.
Brilliant. We should have a formal dance online so all the women can show off their e-vening gowns. :P
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I'm grumpy because I fell down the stairs and it hurt! The stairs are wooden and very smooth and easy to slip on. Fortunately my rear end is well-padded enough that I didn't get hurt, just brusied...
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Weather conditions for Montreal, Quebec:
Currently: 14 F
Wind Chill: 1 F
My mom just called saying that it was cold in Reno and I should come prepared... it's 40 F in Reno.
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Sounds like my mother, Ari. When she lived in Southern California, she would call me up to tell me to bring my heavy coat (I'd just moved from Alaska) because it was in the 40s. So I brought it, but then I didn't need to wear it the whole time I was there.
Oh the chiding of it all.
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Brilliant. We should have a formal dance online so all the women can show off their e-vening gowns. :P
Do you have any idea how ridiculous that would look? I can just imagane that, me dressing up like I'm going somewhere and then sitting down at the computer.
"Where are you going? You look nice."
"I'm going to the TWG Christmas Formal."
"When?"
"I'm already there."
Let's have it on the 23rd.
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Jade Knight once had a Halloween party online, apparently. I wonder if it was a costume party.
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Brilliant. We should have a formal dance online so all the women can show off their e-vening gowns. :P
Very few people know that my secret identity is a famous clothes designer based out of milan.
crap, I just told you. Now I have to have the monkeys gill you all.
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Weather conditions for Montreal, Quebec:
Currently: 14 F
Wind Chill: 1 F
My mom just called saying that it was cold in Reno and I should come prepared... it's 40 F in Reno.
Psh, wuss.
Currently: 10F
Wind Chill: -1 F
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Where are you, anyways?
Very few people know that my secret identity is a famous clothes designer based out of milan.
crap, I just told you. Now I have to have the monkeys gill you all.
Oh, I get it now. Har har har.
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I HATE BELL CANADA!!!!!! >:(
They seem to think I am trying to collect debt.
When I opened my internet account, they took my credit card number to pay the initial deposit... and then they took the liberty to charge me EVERY MONTH off my credit card without telling me. Meanwhile, they have sent me bills for $0 in the mail every month. The only reason I found out they had been sneaking my money is because my bank just sent me an overdraft notice with a heavy fine.
And now I'm on hold with them, which is consuming daytime minutes from my cel phone.
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So I have no time to shop for C-mas presents here in Boston before I go home to UT. Dang! I wanted to shop around for some cool stuff, like a neat old fashioned Santa for my mom. She collects them. But, no, I am going to be lucky to get my projects done, go to class, then pack and leave the next morning. Suck. And I already gave some Boston Red Sox gear to my brothers, too, so I can't just get them more of the same even though that stuff is waaay easy to find. :(
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Psh, wuss.
Currently: 10F
Wind Chill: -1 F
Oh, cry me a river.
Morning: -11 F
Wind Chill: -24 F
We had Inside Recess for the past two days - due to cold weather.
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My mom just called saying that it was cold in Reno and I should come prepared... it's 40 F in Reno.
My mom's the same way. I'll go home and she'll pick me up from the airport dressed for the Artic. It'll be like 50 degrees. She doesn't understand cold.
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I'm grumpy because I fell asleep early and just woke up about fifteen minutes ago, so I'm going to have one really horrid time getting to bed tonight. :(
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My mom's the same way. I'll go home and she'll pick me up from the airport dressed for the Artic. It'll be like 50 degrees. She doesn't understand cold.
And this is why we live here, and our moms live 800 or so miles away. ;D
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My mom's the same way. I'll go home and she'll pick me up from the airport dressed for the Artic. It'll be like 50 degrees. She doesn't understand cold.
Why is everyone's mom like that? I wonder if I will be like that when I'm a mom.
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It's inevitable.
"Mom's cold! Put on a sweater!" --my Dad
"It's cold, boys! Put on your thermals!"-- Me
(In my defense, however, I think temperatures in the teens qualifies as cold. And Fishletoe can vouch for how cold it's been in my apartment.)
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I'm grumpy because getting back into BYU is taking a lot out of me.
I'm green for evening classes Winter Semester. Now I just need to get an Ecclesiastical Endorsement for Spring and cross my fingers . . .
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I just read the FAQ, and it is false advertisement. Members break the rules all over the place.
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Ah, yes. Funny how that is.
If I were to offer up a theory, it would go something like this: once you've been proven truly worthy to be a member of the TWG's inner circle, -then- and only then may you break the forum rules at your leisure. 8) Rumor has it that this coveted status involves undergoing some particularly grueling trials. You know, sharp implements, mind probes, isolation, raging infernos, blood tests, food and sleep deprivation--the works.
Alas, not being of the inner circle, I can't confirm any of these rumors.
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Ah, yes. Funny how that is.
If I were to offer up a theory, it would go something like this: once you've been proven truly worthy to be a member of the TWG's inner circle, -then- and only then may you break the forum rules at your leisure. 8) Rumor has it that this coveted status involves undergoing some particularly grueling trials. You know, sharp implements, mind probes, isolation, raging infernos, blood tests, food and sleep deprivation--the works.
Alas, not being of the inner circle, I can't confirm any of these rumors.
You're absolutely correct.
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I'm in my "frustrated with my story" mood. My characters hate me and I hate them. I don't think I'm going to have the first half of my book finished by the end of the year (i.e. the end of this month) like I planned. Grr.
However, despite the temptation, I'm not going to give up. Writing keeps me sane.
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My characters hate me and I hate them.
Then why not just kill some of them?
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I do. But I can't kill off my main characters. Yet.
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You're absolutely correct.
Ahhh. I knew it!
So I suppose we outsiders just have to hang in there, dreaming longingly, in the meantime, of mind probes, isolation, food deprivation, and the like.
<shrain heaves a melancholy sigh>
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oh the beatings dont take long... /me steeples his fingers
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* Mad King WencesJeffe steeples his fingers
You totally stole that from me! ;)
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I do. But I can't kill off my main characters. Yet.
But if you don't fight back you're letting them control you!
But if you're that timid I suppose you can just kill one of them, so the others will be frightened into obidience, and find some way to write around the fact that it's narrarated in the first person and the first person was just hit by some meteor with no plot significance whatsoever.
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Several of my characters are actually slotted to die. But I cannot reveal that here, since members of my writing group frequent and at least a few of them don't know who's biting the bullet next. There is a death coming quite soon in the narrative, though, so I was writing that for cathartic purposes.
If I'm still in this mood once I've written all the death scenes, though, I don't know what I'll do. Burn forests or something like that, I suppose. ;)
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actually, the serious truth of it is that we wait for you to become "established" in that you know HOW to break the rules without breaking the spirit for which they were made in the first place.
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You totally stole that from me!
and you totally stole it from Mr. Burns....
But hey its just sooo good.
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I'm grumpy because I have to write another story for Creative Writing and I won't be done anytime soon. Not only that but it is pretty much a given that my family will start pressuring me to get off the computer. I hate this! >:(
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Packing sucks. >:(
And trying to figure out what to get rid of is incredibly frustrating. I know I can't keep everything--I have less room at home then I do here--but everything seems so important and necessary!
I really could use one of those professional organizers to give me perspective.
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I'll do it for you!
I'll do it free
you just have to pay for transportation out there
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Thanks! But that kind of negates the "free" aspect. ;)
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I guarantee a round trip ticket is less than one of those prof. organizers will charge you.
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Chimera,
Please don't forget the books you loaned me. I need to get them to you.
I finally read the Christopher Chant book. It was fun, if a bit predictable.
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I haven't forgotten the books. When is a good time to pick them up? I could probably stop by tonight. It's not as pressing because I'm not leaving tomorrow like I planned (with selling my contract and packing taking longer). As long as I get home before Christmas, I'm fine, but now I'm aiming for Monday or Tuesday.
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I'm grumpy because no one complains about having both an ecstatic things and a happy things thread but if there's something more miserable than the grumpy thread, that's unacceptable. People suck.
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So, I fly home and soon discover something distressing.
My dad's hand looks like Tim Burton paid it a visit. Seriously, he had this accident at work (he sandblasts huge rock signs and such), and his poor fingers look like Burton's handywork from "The Nightmare Before Christmas." 16 stitches! It sucks.
No one even told me about it when I was in Boston. They didn't want me to "worry." Well, I can understand that, but it's a shock to hear about it so long after the fact. I wish I hadn't watched while he changed the gauz though. (Hence the Burton reference) Yipes!
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Rats in the basement.
Mice in the closets and the walls, eating our food.
'Nuff said.
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Tony blair is a frelling prat. He just signed away £7billion (~$18bill USD or something like that) to pay for motorways in poland and for french farmers to grow yet more crops they don't bother selling.
Be nice if we could have a whiff of democracy with regards the EU... place is like a bloody old boys club, and it's financial records have been deemed unsafe and corrupt for the last ELEVEN YEARS.
Blah...
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Ahh Europe...
In my dreams Europe is like the New Europa in Castle Falkenstein... criss-crossed by Steam Automotive roadways... teaming with magic, and mad science, derring do and Romance...
A world where my legion of Steam Automata Robots march out from my hidden fortress of doom and bring the quaking peasentry to heel.
:D
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Closer to US $13-14 billion, Ent. (FYI)
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Huh, it's actually $12bill. I thought the exchange rate was much better than that. *shrug*
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Ive been agreeing with Spriggan too much lately... ;)
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My car just completely broke down. On I-5, in the middle of traffic. Thankfully, it had enough power to get me to the side of the road--which was across 3 lanes of traffic moving about 70 mph. It was going fine, then just suddenly lost power. I think my radiator blew, or the water pump. Man, that would be so bad. I'm hoping it's just a hose--I went to put more water in (and the water levels had been fine whenever I'd checked them before) and the water went straight through to the ground. Urg.
I'm so lucky my brother can work on cars. He'll be coming by next week to see if it's fixable. But this also seriously cuts into my plans to visit a friend for Christmas, because the tow cost over $100. *Sigh.* I'm resigned at this point.
Oh well. It'll be fine either way--maybe my cute little Jeep is trying to tell me it's time to invest in a new (to me) car. One that won't leave me stranded on the side of the interstate. I've been considering it for a while, but had been holding out for as long as the Jeep would last. I'm kind of looking forward to something newer, something I won't have to worry about what system will fail next. 8)
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while that does suck, Im glad your alive....
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Like I said, I'm pretty peaceful about it. Though I do wonder how I'll get to work next week, and my plans for Christmas probably won't work out now. But even if I spend Christmas alone here, I'll be able to work something out in the week I have off to have transportation by the next week, and perhaps sooner. Hopefully that'll mean I'll at least get some traveling in that week, and if I don't, I'll get some writing done from home.
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I am grumpy because I am sick again and can't sleep. But I'm happy because a new story idea has come to me that I really like and I think I will use for my next book, which I will be starting in the near future. I've already written a bunch of key scenes from the beginning, middle, and end, and I really like my characters.
So I guess the happy and grumpy would balance each other out. But we don't have a neutral thread, and the grumpy one was closer to the top.
Besides, I'm probably more grumpy. Sleep deprivation + an infection + lots of packing do not a happy Chimera make.
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So, the head gasket blew. No saving it, not for the kind of money I have. I need a new car. One that I don't have to worry about which part is going to blow next.
I'm not grumpy so much as sad. That was a nice car, even if it was old, and it's going to be a hectic week trying to see if I can get financing, etc. for a car that would actually have good gas mileage and be a reliable form of transportation. Hopefully a miracle will occur. If not, I'll get through it anyway, and it'll be fine, but it's still frustrating, and I have so much work to do this week in preparation for the break, that I'm just going to have a lot on my mind.
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Good luck with the financing. Otherwise, buying a car can be fun.
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http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/northern_ireland/4540226.stm
Blah. Stupid dinosaurs.
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I'm grumpy because I just saw the new Pride & Prejudice--and it was pretty good. No, that's not the reason for my ornery mood. It's just that it was depressingly romantic. Where's my Mr. Darcy, I'd like to know.
Yep, I really oughta stop watching romantic comedies where jerks "magically" become the knights in shining armor. Haven't seen that happen anywhere in my vicinity, though I do know a guy or two with galatic-sized opinions of themselves. *sigh*
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They all got married to wonderful women who didn't think they were jerks at first.
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I am grumpy because someone stole our mastercard number and managed to rack up $900 in online purchases before we caught it. Luckily we canceled the card before the jerk tried to put through a $2600 purchase. I am also grumpy because I still haven't finished packing, because the woman we bought our house from stole all the keys, because short sales are anything but short, becasue my little boy's favorite new game is shrieking at the top of his lungs, because I still haven't done the dishes, and because eating chocolate makes me morning sick so I don't even have that consolation in my grumpiness. I think that about covers it.
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the good news is you can get your money back from the credit card company pretty easily...
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Man, that blows. I mean...yah, that just blows. On the plus side I am pretty sure that Dr. Jeffe is right, I think it is required by law or something.
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They all got married to wonderful women who didn't think they were jerks at first.
Ah. Once again, I am left astonished by your wisdom! Perhaps there's still some hope left!! Except... doesn't that mean I'll be stuck with a jerk in knight's clothing? *sigh*
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If it's still bothering you, I recommend picking up one of Pam Houston's books; "Waltzing the Cat" or "Cowboys are My Weakness" in particular. Read a few of her stories and by the end you'll just be glad you never dated any men who were as bad as the ones she kept ending up with.
(And yes, even though they're fiction, most of her stories are 90% autobiographical, which is why I feel they're so powerful.)
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Thanks for the tip.
I'm feeling a little less lovelorn right now. Could be I'm just being more mature. Or... it could have something to do with the hot guy from Israel who sold me Dead Sea lotion and a 3-sided nail file at the Provo Towne Centre today. His name is Amos. And he is mine!! ;)
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Did he offer you manuscripts about a wandering knight?
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Sadly, no. But I imagine it probably would've been scrolls more like than manuscripts since he hails from Israel. ;)
Still, what with his darling accent and handsome countenance, I didn't need much more motivation to try out his nail care stuff...
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I'm grumpy because my subdomain *still* isn't working.
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That's sad. If it's any consolation, I won't be back to Seattle till at least the end of the week, and have limited internet access here, so I won't need mine this week.
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Tomorrow we are driving 6 hours with three little children (ages 6, 3, 18 mo). It's at times like this I wish we had sprung for a portable DVD player. *sigh*
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Holy crap, will today ever end? I swear I've been at work for eight years.
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I'm seriously bummed that the TWG New Years Eve parties can no longer be held at the Cottontree, expecially since I have to work that night.
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Ah, shoot. That sucks. And I was lookin' forward to meeting you, too. :(
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I hate everyone and everything. I'm going to disappear in the night and never speak to anyone ever again.
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You were happy about an hour before this post, weren't you? :(
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Job searching. It sucks. >:(
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moving it sucks worse...
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Tomorrow we are driving 6 hours with three little children (ages 6, 3, 18 mo). It's at times like this I wish we had sprung for a portable DVD player. *sigh*
Heh. I can relate. I just drove to Omaha and back within a week with three boys (ages 7, 5, and 4). The DVD player was a lifesaver, but I did get tired of Robin Hood after the third time. Oooh de lally!
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Insomnia...it sucks.>:(
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I left home five minutes early and got to work an hour early. How does that make sense? Now I'm at work for a whole hour longer than I need to be.
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But you do get paid for overtime right?
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oh, little boy. You need to realize. when you get all growed up they give you a "salary" which is their way of saying "We're telling you that you can count on a defnite amount of money but what we really mean is that we're not ever going to have to pay you a minute's worth of overtime."
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Ignorance is bliss.
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I hate cars. They are nothing but money sucking machines. If I didn't need one to get around I wouldn't have one. This week alone I had to have to oil pan, a CV boot and front axil replaced (for which I paid a mechanic huge amounts of money to do something that I could have done myself if I had the tools). I also replaced the windshield wipers and will probably replace the headlights (no expensive mechanic needed) next week. My brakes are also wearying down and I learned today that my calipers are rusted and will need to be replaced (which is expensive whether I do it my self or have it done by a mechanic).
Why can't a car be built so that it don't need to be repaired all the time? Or maybe my problem is that I drive a vehicle that is starting to show its age/mileage.
I miss being able to ride the bus.
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Cars suck. One of ours died on the highway because of transmission problems and then in the same week the other one did so too, the transmission was also shot.
I don't know what is worse; not being able to sleep all night or falling asleep at ten o'clock and not waking up until the sun has set. I hate my sleep patterns.>:(
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outsourced tech support in India sucks, especially when they pretend they are from California. It doesnt make me more comfortable when you call yourself Jill and try to tell me amusing anecdotes about how everyone is in the spirit of new years... You arent in California, the little hints you dropped gave you away. Anyway you couldnt do the thing I needed you to do... fix my internet connection.
No I had to figure it out for myself.
Best tech support line every,...
"Oh that cant be true..."
In response to me telling them that my computer was not only shut off but not connected to the modem or anything else.
I even unplugged my wireless network to facilitate them sending a new signal to the modem...
yeah that was productive...
idiots.
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So I'm being grumpy because there were some new procedures incorporated where I work. And of course the people working before me completely ignored them so I had to spend over an hour doing their jobs.
I'm also grumpy about how quickly this thread seems to grow.
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It's not all bad, alot of the growth of this thread comes from consolation of grumpy posters.
Hope that your co-workers stop being stupid.
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So, it's New Year's. And what is New Year's notorious for? That's right. Drunk driving. Why? Because people are stupid. And because they are stupid, I can't stay late at a friend's house because the roads are unsafe when coming home late. Way to go stupid people, you have yet again given me a reason to hate you.
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I hate everyone again, because I am stuck at home, by myself, on New Years. This sucks. I am also trying to catch up in my journal as my last major project before I go home, which means I am reliving the last four months of my life, which have been both wonderful and freaking horrific. Reliving this is not a fun experience, but the up side is, once it's done, I don't have to feel guilty about omitting it from my journal, and I never have to write about it again.
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:-[
Miss you, Fishy. When do you get back in town?
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I'm grumpy because the people upstairs have company, and more people means it's warmer than normal upstairs--and they turn down the thermostat to compensate. In other words, it's darn cold in my apartment.
I want my own thermostat, thankyouverymuch.
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I just lost three pages of very good writing. I had a great scene going, and I had all the imagery just the way I wanted it, and then Microsoft Works decides that it wants to try having an error out, just for kicks, and it closes. Without saving. Awesome.
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Microsoft is evil. I had the same thing happen at work a couple of weeks ago, so here's a sympathy Aaaargh!
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I want my own thermostat, thankyouverymuch.
Ugh. It's no fun to be cold in your own house.
My parents have a similar problem. The thermostat in their duplex is really weird. The upper level stays at the right temp, but the lower level is always quite a bit colder.
Actually, they got so sick of freezing downstairs that, for Christmas, "Santa" brought this Presto Heat Dish thing. $56. It's sooo nice. Radiant heat so you can feel it from far away. Low energy (so not a lot of $ for energy to run it). Also very safe. I don't know, maybe you'd like it, too.
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I'm grumpy because so many people have their heads up their butts.
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The Lost One wrote:
I hate cars. They are nothing but money sucking machines. If I didn't need one to get around I wouldn't have one. This week alone I had to have to oil pan, a CV boot and front axil replaced (for which I paid a mechanic huge amounts of money to do something that I could have done myself if I had the tools). I also replaced the windshield wipers and will probably replace the headlights (no expensive mechanic needed) next week. My brakes are also wearying down and I learned today that my calipers are rusted and will need to be replaced (which is expensive whether I do it my self or have it done by a mechanic).
Why can't a car be built so that it don't need to be repaired all the time? Or maybe my problem is that I drive a vehicle that is starting to show its age/mileage.
I miss being able to ride the bus.
I take it back. Please, stop that grinding nose. Don't die on me car. The rental car means nothing to me. I need you, I need you. Please, don't die.
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Both of our cars are currently dead. Kid you not. Tomorrow I go to take one to the
level 17 cleric, er, auto mechanic in hopes of revival.
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Wow, that's a horrible double whammy. :(
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This winter is now the winter of the dead cars.
Sorry to hear that, fuzzy.
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I'm grumpy because politicians are evil, Ralph Nader needs to be burned at the stake, and the FDA is a bunch of prats.
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I have another group of folks who deserve some incendiary consequences: the managers of the Orem Kmart.
After 2 and 1/2 years working at Kmart, my brother, Cory, and three other full-time managers were part of a "workforce reduction" today. >:( He worked so hard for those $#%&*@ people--even has to see an orthopedic surgeon for hurting his rotator cuff while on the job. And then they fire him! No warning, either. Grrrrr!
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At least they waited until after Christmas.
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Yeah, I suppose. Though I have a feeling that the timing was less about sparing workers' feelings and more about having enough help for the holiday rush... Oh, well. At least he seems to be taking it rather well.
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I'm grumpy because while I'm clearly better than most of the kids less than half my age with whom I played vollyball last night, I'm willing to bet none of them hurt as much as I do right now.
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Update on the cars.
The van's still out of commission. It will cost $600 to fix, and we really don't have that right now. We may try to make do without it for right now, which is probably the smartest thing to do with our current situation.
The car decided, (after almost a week of sitting in the driveway) to start up while we were troubleshooting with our mechanic friend. It's not the battery he figures, since sitting there in the cold for a week shouldn't make a dead battery come back. Thinks it *could* be the starter going bad, but we replaced that a year and a half ago and didn't make the clicking noise that a faulty starter makes. So we just have to wait until it stops running again and strands us somewhere and then find out what's not working. Grr.
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I have the flu, and I'm home alone, and I'm miserable.
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Hope you beat off the flu bug soon, MsFish. I also hope you've got a good supply of movies or games to while away the time while you're feeling crummy.
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I'm watching Firefly. Because I can.
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You know you should have called in sick for work, when...
There are at least 60 high school girls just "chilling" where you are expected to work.
You have to call your manager/supervisor at home during the middle of the night.
An irrate guest yells at you no know less than 3 times per hour.
You get to talk to a high school principal, a utility company technician, a fire department chief, and a 911 operator.
Terms like "Irresponsible Management," "Theft," "Strong Oder," "Public Endangerment," and "Explosion" get used liberally.
Your letters and notes explaining your shift and the "incedents" could count for NaNoWriMo.
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Sorry 42, but I've already told you that you should have considered getting a new job. The temptation to use sick leave to avoid going to work because you're afraid of what will happen at work is a good sign that you need a new job. I hope that was just an isolated incedent at work.
So, did you get any phone numbers from the cheerleaders?
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I like where I work and I like my job. This was just several seperate incidents that made for a rough a night.
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I'm grumpy and kind of sad, because it's tough to be in a situation where someone you care about has only been married for a few months and is already talking about divorce, and you had been really hoping you were wrong for thinking they were crazy to get married in the first place.
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now I'm going to give you an amen on that Fuzzy.
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My orders came in.... and it means starting July Im going to se seperated from my wife during the week, I got the inspections division out of USCG Sector Hampton Rhodes. (out of Norfolk VA) 3 hours from DC. I dont think I can commute for 6 hours a day, so Im gonna get a room down there and come back on the weekends. Im glad it wasnt Sitka Alaska and all but dang, Baltimore would have been better.
Still Im a little bummed right now, especially since I just finished a traumatic move...
My sole goal is gonna have to be studying to take the servicewide and taking courses at night so I can get my degree and get out.
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Sorry to hear that, Jeffe.
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I will never trust the USPS again.
I submitted a hold mail request for the week I was in Nebraska. Mail delivery was supposed to resume on the 29th of December. It's now the 9th and my mail is still not being delivered.
I called to complain, and I had a USPS employee leave a message on my answering machine that my mail would be delivered the next day. That was now two days ago.
Dash it all! I have bills that are due and harpstrings that I've ordered.
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I grumpy and tired because my youngest son was vomiting all last night.
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I grumpy and tired because my youngest son was vomiting all last night.
Ah, but what a good daddy you must be to have been up with him. (And good husband, too....)
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I'm grumpy b/c I could have answered "yes" to several of the questions in the poll but was ultimately able to give only one answer. What about those of us who are multi-faceted losers? Have we no recourse?
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I am really, really grumpy because:
1) My wife's sister met an man (for lack of a better word).
2) That man proposed to my wife's sister and they got engaged.
3) They scheduled a wedding date for January 14, 2006.
4) The man lost his job and apartment in November so decided to marry my wife's sister in November 2005 so that he could live with my wife's parents (and her sister).
5)My wife's sister's daughter (my niece) starts calling the man "daddy." Man promises my niece that he won't die like her last daddy did.
6) This week, my wife and I were planing of going to the formal wedding in Utah.
7) My wife gets a call from her sister and her sister tells her that the wedding this weekend is off because the man doesn't want to get married.
8) My wife says "But you're already married." which is something that the man aparently had forgetten.
9) My wife's sister is now very mad at man and his thrown him out.
10) My niece is being taught to no longer call the man "daddy"
11) My wife and I are no longer going to Utah for a wedding and I've talked with my wife's sister about proceding with a divorce and other legal ramifications.
My conclusion from all this is that the man is not really a man but a lying, cheating @!&*.
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My youngest (he's 19 months old) dumped an entire bottle of soy sauce all over his room tonight. I got to clean it up. Now I'm afraid that whenever I smell soy sauce it will make me want to vomit.
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My youngest (he's 19 months old) dumped an entire bottle of soy sauce all over his room tonight. I got to clean it up. Now I'm afraid that whenever I smell soy sauce it will make me want to vomit.
That is awesome.
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And you know, he was such a sweet, easy-going little baby, but lately he's turned into a mess-making, counter-climbing, stinky, screaming monster. I don't know what happened.
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yeah, that happens
My youngest, at 30 months now, was the uber-cute one before. She's a raging demon and a tease now. She's learned that she is cute, and she shows off and preens for us. Then she yanks stuff and runs with it. And she says "no."
To everything.
I blame her sisters.
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Unfair: my husband and Brenna's husband get to see each other this week but I don't get to see her and baby Brenna. :(
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I know! I'm happy for the guys, sad for us. :/
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Oh, here you are, Brenna! I guess we got told , huh? Woops! Live and learn. It reminds me of the good old days when my dad used to yell down the stairs around midnight to tell me and my sisters to pipe down! Good times.
Sooo, we were saying?
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You could always start a new thread called "hey Brenna" or PM her, too, just so you know. Or a copyediting thread. That's one we haven't had, I believe. Or just continue conversing and ignore me. :)
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Oh, we wouldn't ignore you! You can play too! :D
Lol, I'm just joking around...I just don't know how long I could keep a thread up. I just wanted to say hi. Hi!
Oh, you know what my problem really is? I'm supposed to be doing a rewrite and I'm PROCRASTINATING!
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One more procrastinating post and I'm outie! What's PMing someone, Stacer?
I'm guessing you're really Stacey, but we always put an 'r' at the end of our friends' names too as a type of an English cockney endearment, so it really flows with me.
You know what my one hope is?--(well, let's admit it, I have many hopes), but ONE of my hopes is (now, I don't even know if that's the RIGHT grammar! Anyhoo, my hope is that someday I'll actually know all these forum terms. I don't know how many times I have made a fool of myself...today even?
Uh, please don't count for me. It was a rhetorical question, not meant to be answered, oooh, don't do it! :o
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oh, and I was going to say exactly none...
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PM=private message.
And no, I'm not a Stacey. I'm a Stacy. :) But around here, I'm stacer.
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Then it's Stacer to me ;D
Okay, I'd better leave this poor thread alone before I get kicked off of it! Good talking to you. Let's do it again!--now that I know what a pm is. Whooh!
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I'm grumpy because the weather sucks.
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It sucks here too.
I'm grumpy because the weather sucks, my car stopped working again, I have no friends and my husband is out of town.
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You could always remember to sign into IM and talk to me. :D
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I'll try, but the wireless connection on my laptop has a tendency to go in and out so I sign on and off a lot.
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Seems like that didn't work. But we should try to talk sometime. :) I have to work now, though.
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Hey, the weather sucks here, too. It's snowing quarts.
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Ok, I read that as "It's snowing quartz".
That was an interesting mental picture. I think I need help.
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A la, The Village in which Noah refers to large amounts as "quarts." At least that's what I think he means when he says it....
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0368447/quotes
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What's the difference between a duck?
One of it's legs are both the same
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I'm grump because a bacterial infection suddenly broke out in my fish tank. All my betas are starting to die. This really sucks because it is a little bit of work to get multiple betas to peacefully live together in one tank.
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I'm also grumpy because I have to park a long ways away from school because the gate for the closest parking lot has malfunctioned.
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I'm grumpy because German Hamburger is ignoring the newbie smackdown. We need to call in an expert.
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I am grumpy because
a) I forgot my medication, and in about 2 hours that is going to make me despise my life
b) I can't get this laptop to connect to the network.
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I just got an email saying that an old friend from college in Illinois was in a car accident and died, as did her oldest stepdaughter. We'd lost touch in about 1996-97, but I guess I always expected to run into her again and catch up. Makes me sad. Apparently it was a horrible car accident.
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Oh no! So sorry to hear that, Stacer!
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I have to agree with Fuzzy, all these newbies posting pointless, horribly-written posts makes me grumpy!
Bring in some newbs who can type!
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Here I am trying to write more of my novel, but it's so abominably COLD in this high-tech computer lab that all I can think of is how my hands and nose have no feeling. Typing . . . is . . . growing . . . . difficult.
I know computers need to be kept nice 'n' cool, but come on, 62 degrees?? *shiver* It's inhumane. Totally inhumane. >:(
Perhaps I could get a short story idea outta this, though.... Maybe the computers are so sensitive in the future (because they're so fancy and all) that they require below-zero atmospheres or something. (I hear some computers nowadays are like that. Of course, that's from Alias, so who knows. haha) Anyway, because of this, all the poor humans have to wear these cold-suits to work every day. :P
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What's wrong with 62 degrees?
Anyways, I missed my chance to be in a movie today. LDS Motion pictures was filming some soe pioneer movie in Provo today. They wanted descendants of the Marten Handcart Co. to be extras, so I got an invite since I was in the area.
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What's wrong with 62 degrees?
Well, for starters, it's, oh, 10 degrees colder than most people set their thermostats so they don't have to walk around in coats. Sure, I wear sweaters, but the ten degrees makes a big difference, esp. since you're just sitting at the computers, not walking around. And, actually, I think it's more like 60 degrees . . .
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Grumpy grumpy grumpy. I didn't get to go Mark Hamill's lecture because I got sick. Again. So I'm quite sad.
However, I did get to watch Karate Kid. Somehow, I have never seen the whole movie all the way through. Tonight was my night--and it was so great! I wish we had more good clean movies, with strong likeable characters, and a lot of heart, like that nowadays. Everything is "edgy" or "gritty" it seems. And while I like those movies too, sometimes is nice to have a good clean pick-me-up like the Karate Kid. I needed it.
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I... don't know what to say about that.
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Ditto.
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I went in this morning to get the front brakes replaced on my car and the mechanic shop came back and told me that my car was unsafe and needed $1510 worth of repairs. What irked me about this is that I already knew what repairs needed to be done (from another shop) and I was just going to this mechanic shop to see if I could negotiate a better deal on the front brakes. I asked if they could just fix the front brakes and they started to discuss things. I overheard them say things like "Well, the calipers really don't need to be replaced." Obviously, they weren't being honest about what needed to be repaired and were making a bigger deal about some small problems to scare me in getting them fixed immediately. It is a good thing that I'm not that ignorant about cars (or mechanics).
Anyways, the shop refused to fix the front brakes unless they could make all of the repairs right then and there and continued to claim that the car was dangerous. Then they started to lecture me about their legal liability if they didn't make all the repairs. Instead of telling them that I was a lawyer and calling them on their lie about liability, I said that I was going to have another mechanic do the work. In the end they gave me a list of what they thought was wrong with the car and I noticed several items that had just be recently repaired or done and that I knew didn't need any work.
I went to a more honest mechanic (the one I had previously inspect the car and do some repairs) and got the front brakes replaced.
What makes me grumpy is that many people probably get entrapped by less-than-fully honest mechanics like at the shop I visted this morning.
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Boy, I despise sleazy repair shops!! I'm trying to find a good, honest place here in Quincy. I really need to get some recommendations from some friends so I can avoid jerks who want to rip me off.
Anyway, I am grumpy because I'll soon have to print all of my novel on my ink jet printer for my writing prof. Oy! I need a laser printer!! I tremble to think how quickly this new cartridge will be sucked dry. :(
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Can't you print at school? I don't know about Emerson, but printing at Simmons was free for students.
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Unluckily for me, Emerson totally gyps us when it comes to printing. They give us a measly $5 print credit every semester and it costs 10 cents/pg to print! :P arrrgh!
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boy, I despise sleazy repair shops!! I'm trying to find a good, honest place here in Quincy. I really need to get some recommendations from some friends so I can avoid jerks who want to rip me off.
Call the Car Talk guys on NPR, they could prolly give you a number or two off air....
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I was thinking he should have made a stink right there in the office. With other customers there. To at least protect some folks.
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Uh-huh. My thoughts also. I would've made a mission out of clearing that office of prospective customers. Of course, maybe business was slow that day...
So, on a totally different (but certainly grumpy) topic, once again, I've proven that my superweakness--utter lack of directionality--is here to stay. No matter how much I mapquest or study maps, I *always* get lost. Like, this morning, taking 40 minutes to go 2.44 mi so I can check out this gym I wanna join!! Arrgh!
When it comes to directionality, I feel like this kid at a pinata party who's been blindfolded and spun around a billion times. :( The worst part is when I get panic attacks from being lost. That sucks, majorly. Today, I kept my cool pretty much. No panic attacks. Partly b/c I planned on taking about 6x longer than it should -and- I didn't have a set time that I had to be there.
Still, this superweakness of mine really depresses me sometimes. Hmm, maybe if I live here for 10 years, I'll actually be able to find my way around as well as I can in Orem. :P
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That's not your superweakness. It's the superweakness of the city planners of Boston. I'd been there 4 months and ended up driving around Harvard Square for an hour, trying to go to Somerville, and kept ending up in the Back Bay. I can say where I was *now*, but back then I had no clue. And this was when I had a car there. Actually, it was much easier to figure out Boston via the T. Not as many variables.
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Thanks, stacer. The chaos of the roads here is definitely a contributing factor. Too bad I'm directionally challenged in the first place, though. I've gotten lost in SLC, for instance, because I don't drive there much. Yet I'd quickly get back on track again b/c of the nifty street layout. Here, all bets are off. I never know how long it'll take me to get anywhere. *sigh*
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I just visited the EricJamesStone corner of the world. Shortly thereafter I found that poets on this site are fondly unrecognized and shortsited by others around in here. This makes me unhappy and mostly move around in an uncomfortable manner.
And so, my post happily resides in this thread. Odd, no?
But honestly, is there something wrong with poetry? Does everyone here have no mind to read or enjoy it? Now, I've been told EUOL isn't the biggest fan (or at all) of poetry in general, but must we all be attached to his psyche because of his great novel that has an equally great publishers name attached to it? I think a "might" is possible.
Oh, you make me mad. Madder than a hatter!
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I'm grumpy have aspirations to be a poet, but usually can't come up with a good second line.
*Desperately tries to think of something that rhymes with "Nantucket...."
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Man bucket.
I sure hope you weren't trying to use real words. Also, get those sick thoughts out of your head.
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I think the poetry thing is that most poets can't even support their own thread, let alone a whole forum.
Publish a book of poetry (that's not print on demand or made on a copier) and talk to us again.
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My oldest son has the chicken pox. Now I get to see if the other two will get it. Yes, he had the varicella vaccine; all three of them did. Fat lot of good it did.
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My sister got shingles when I got chicken pox in kindergarten (she was in 3rd grade). Then she got it again just a couple years ago, in her 30s. It was really strange. I think that chicken pox has changed over the years, or something.
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I'm grumpy because I donated plasma this morning and the nurse didn't put the bandage on tight enough when I was done. Thus, as I was about to leave, I noticed blood gushing down my arm and seeping through my shirt. I pulled up my shirt and coat sleeve and saw my blood bubbling through the bandage. It was a bloody mess this morning. I hate having to sell my blood/plasma.
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My monitor is on the fritz. And my roommate moved out so I have no kitchen table. And my column is very late and unwritten.
Whaaa!
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So I go to this salon around the corner and have my eyebrows done. The lady does my eyebrows and, when I mention that I recently moved to Quincy, she asks how I like the area. I responded with an "It's nice. I like it fine." To this, she says despairingly, "Yeah, but it's getting kind of 'Asiany" though." :o
Oooh, that really made me hard-pressed not to raise (my newly waxed) eyebrows in scornful disbelief at this woman. Oh, brother! I said something like, "Well, the more diversity the better, eh?" BUT, in retrospect, I think I could've one-upped that easily by mentioning that my last boyfriend was Asian. haha! Now -that- would've been fun! *sigh* It takes me too long to come up with good comebacks at times...
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Shrain's post made me grumpy. I loved it when I lived in Korea and I left Des Moines, Iowa because the only Korean restaurant in the area closed and there were not enough other asian/ethnic restaurants, markets, or communities for me and my family to be satisfied. Some American just don't appreciate multi-cultural experiences and associations and seem to drive it away.
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I am grumpy. Live with it!!
I suppose I wouldn't be if the Elven Kookabura Ninja Frog Monkeys joined me in my battle for the universe!!
Is anyone willing to join me?
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By the way the barmy boy above is my brother. He stole my idea about Elven Kookabura Monkey Frog Ninja thingys. Or is it thingies...?
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I'm grumpy because my business' bank statement came yesterday stating I had roughly $6000.00 less than I thought I did.
What!?!?!?
Quickly investigating, it seems that direct deposit from one of the insurance companies is screwed up. So, someone else has had a huge sum of money appear in their account and never reported it. Hopefully this will get resovled very, very quickly.
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$6000 is a non-trivial amount of money.
Maybe the bank thought 1+2=4 with unusually large values of 2.
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Posted by: Mr. Pleasington Posted on: Today at 9:04am
I'm grumpy because my business' bank statement came yesterday stating I had roughly $6000.00 less than I thought I did.
What!!?
Quickly investigating, it seems that direct deposit from one of the insurance companies is screwed up. So, someone else has had a huge sum of money appear in their account and never reported it. Hopefully this will get resovled very, very quickly.
Don't blame everything on the bank. I wouldn't trust the insurance companies. I truely hope you can get it resolved quickly. My experience is that anything involving a bank and insurance company will never be resolved quickly.
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Actually it was a typo. That's what caused the problem.
And I can trust insurance companies, at least the good ones, because they pay me....and pay me well.
Unless it gets transferred to someone else's account :(
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My head really hurt yesterday, bad,... like so bad I couldnt do anything but lay down with my eyes closed. Yeah you guessed it, it was a Migrane.
I get them when the pressure changes rapidly, making me quite useful as a human Barometer and even more useful on a ship. After handfuls of Migrane meds I finally drifted off into the semblance of sleep, but sleep with migrane meds is horrid at best (since most of them have lots of stimulants) so I kept waking up with a stabbing pain in my temples and behind my eyes.
Im still not completely out of it, but at least Im moving around.
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Jeffe, I'm glad you're over the worst of it! My mom gets migraines often and it's awful to see how sick they make her.
As for me, I guess I have a more petty reason for being grumpy. My apartment is now a PDA Lovenest. :P My roomie and her boyfriend (her sup at work, actually) are constantly snuggling, kissing, mock wrestling, etc., etc., over here all the time. In the kitchen, in the living room, in the dining room, in . . . well, you get the idea. Oh, and they're too busy being lovey dovey to do their many dishes for quite some time. *sigh*
Annoying, too, is that she totally ignores her dogs when he's around. I love dogs. But I'm sick of somehow winding up as the live-in au pair of canines! They scratch at my door if it's closed or bark incessantly or try to get in my lap when I'm trying to study or write. Arrrgh! Take care of your own dogs!
So . . . I guess I need to spend more time on campus and away from here. But, darn it, T parking adds up and I should be able to study in my own home! Besides, he's got his own place, why can't she go over there? Hmm, maybe it's part of the unwritten code that says the man's got to go to the woman. Well, anyway, it's really getting on my nerves. >:(
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Alright, who wants to get up and travel to remote parts of the country? Hmm, hmmm?! I'm doing so well resisting this urge to just drop everything and travel.... Bagh! Maybe a homicide will help relieve some of my stress... Is this stress? I'm not certain, but I want to do something. Something else. Not so much so but just enough. Am I the stress personified inside myself, or is it something off of myself stressing the stress to stress myself? Hmmm....
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Really sick. Aches, shivers, headache. The whole package. Caught what my roomie had. :P At least I had an excuse to watch Serenity again....
Also, snowed in. Noreaster hit us today. I dread trying to dig my car out tomorrow--if I feel good enough to get out of bed. :(
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When I first moved to Boston and still had my car, we got a 27 inch snow that everyone was predicting would be the blizzard to beat The Blizzard of '77. It matched or exceeded it in snow depth (I can't remember which), but was more a huge deep peaceful snowfall than a blizzard.
Myself, I have had three days of beautiful sunny weather, and it had to have been 65 or 70 today. I went for a walk at sunset along the Sound. Was nice to remind me that summer here is gorgeous. Worth 3 months of rain and cloudiness and dark? Dunno. But I'm glad the sun's out again. Hopefully it stays out.
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OH. We got snow. I will post some pictures. I don't expect we'll get a bigger snowfall this year. Nor do I expect that the rest of the snow put together this winter will match this weekend's. But then, it doesn't take much to accomplish that in this region.
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Myself, I have had three days of beautiful sunny weather, and it had to have been 65 or 70 today. I went for a walk at sunset along the Sound.
Just rub it in, why don't ya? While I lay here amidst used kleenexes listening to the annoying symphony of snow blowers outside. *sigh* Well, I'm just glad it was 13" or so and not 27! Yikes.
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So my husband, his boss and coworkers all went to dinner in a very nice restaurant tonight. Unfortunately the restaurant was located in Hell's Kitchen and two of them had their bags and laptops stolen from the room where the restaurant had checked them.
(My husband didn't have his stolen, thankfully.)
I'm posting this on his bosses' behalf, since she is pretty grumpy about it.
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why you would take your laptop to a restaurant and then not use it... it's kind of like asking to be made grumpy.
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Probably didn't want to trek back to the hotel from the convention center before dinner, but that's just my guess.
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I'm sick. :(
I've learned my lesson; never eat anything near my little brother's bed, exspecially if it is chocolate covered. Of course this has made me think about what happens to Elantrians more, thus showing the true brillance of not having them heal.
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You see, that sort of thing is why I never let any really expensive items or bags containing said items out of my sight. My PSP gets moved to my pocket if i have to give up my coat.
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see, even without getting sick, I've made it apolicy to never eat anything that is near someone's bed unless I purposely put it there
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It snowed (http://www.vanessakchristenson.com/images/02-16-06.jpg) a foot here last night and now I need to go shovel the driveway. Blah.
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I was being nice to my wife by buyer her a piece of jewlery for Valentines Day. Little did I know how the car would react to this.
First, the back brakes started to squeek and then the engined rumbled. I thought I would make amends by getting new brakes for the car, which cost over $325. But that wasn't enough for the car. It wanted new spark plugs, then new ignition wires, the a new cap and rotor for the distributor. All this love and attention towards the car was still not enough. It's jealousy over the gift that I gave my wife still remained. It died today and I only hope that the special ignition coils that I ordered today will resurrect it. Darn you '94 Nissan Altima GXE. I don't care how jealous you get, I will never take back the gift to my wife to satisfy your repairs. Never.
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So I'm grumpy because I have a flu and I'm completely exhausted. But mostly I'm grumpy because I'm at work and I was taking out some trash, when I got sprayed by a skunk that was rummaging in the trash bin. The spray just nicked my pants, which is enough, not to mention that the entire building now smells of skunk.
I generally like mustelids, just not skunks.
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I wish medical doctors would bother to educate people rather than just dispensing drugs like candy machines. >:(
A girl at work said she'd got an antibiotic from the doctor at a walk-in clinic and it was really helping. I told her great but I hoped she was taking a probiotic as well, since antibiotics kill off all bacteria in your body--even the good bacteria that keeps your bowels stable and functioning. She kind of looked at me blankly so I said to make sure she got acidophilus either in yogurt or by buying a good probiotic.
Well, she'd never even heard of acidophilus or probiotics. It makes me cringe, knowing that doctors give out antibiotics without telling people exactly what havoc they are going to wreak on their bodies. Prolonged, unmonitored antibiotics is what got me into this mess in the first place--I had no idea that being on an antibiotic for five years to prevent inflammation after jaw surgery would lead to irritable bowel, food allergies, and further organ malfunctions that would eventually result in chronic fatigue, fibromyalgia, and depression. Yeah, now I'm turning things around, but if I'd known then what I know now, I wouldn't have the health challenges I have today. I wish people were more aware of what they put into their bodies, rather than just doing what the doctor says. Ug! Sometimes I get frustrated with the way medicine works in our day and age. Any would-be doctors out there, please be careful what you proscribe--since few people bother to educate themselves.
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Well, I'm grumpy that you have to go through all these health problems just because of something as simple as taking antibiotics. That is terrible. Stupid doctor. I'm glad you posted, though. At least we all know now. (Or at least know more than before.) And what's the deal with fibromyalgia, anyway? It seems like half the women I know have it, and they don't even know what causes it. They just know that depending on the severity, it can be really hard to deal with and cause a lot of pain. That makes me grumpy, too. Erg!
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And what's the deal with fibromyalgia, anyway? It seems like half the women I know have it, and they don't even know what causes it. They just know that depending on the severity, it can be really hard to deal with and cause a lot of pain.
Caveat: I am not criticizing anyone (especially Chimera, who is cool!). This is merely opinion.
My husband, who is an internist, has had to treat people with fibromyalgia. He's found that a good deal of people with fibromyalgia are hypochondriacs (so that has warped his view of people with fibromyalgia). He calls it a junk diagnosis because they don't know how else to diagnose certain conditions. If you've ever read the symptoms for it, it's so vauge so as to make one wonder that the disease was created as a catch all. It's often diagnosed until a more specific diagnosis comes along. But that's the problem with auto-immune diseases like fibromyalgia and lupus, for example. They are very difficult to diagnose, understand, and treat. They are very strange diseases.
My neighbor was diagnosed with fibromyalgia before she was finally diagnosed with celiacs (an auto-immune disease with intolerance for gluten, I believe...), and now that she knows what the problem is she can deal with it and is so much better.
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Fibro is hell. At least, that's how it's been for my mom. My very close friend and old boss at BYU, Gloria Cronin, also has fibro. I have CFS and endo, but not fibro--so far. And I'm doing all I can to avoid that. So I know the cry of "Stupid Doctors!!" very, very well, and I sympathize, Chimera.
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My husband, who is an internist, has had to treat people with fibromyalgia. He's found that a good deal of people with fibromyalgia are hypochondriacs (so that has warped his view of people with fibromyalgia). He calls it a junk diagnosis because they don't know how else to diagnose certain conditions. If you've ever read the symptoms for it, it's so vauge so as to make one wonder that the disease was created as a catch all. It's often diagnosed until a more specific diagnosis comes along. But that's the problem with auto-immune diseases like fibromyalgia and lupus, for example. They are very difficult to diagnose, understand, and treat. They are very strange diseases.
You're right in that fibro and CFS are catch-all diseases--in the westernized medical world, at least. A doctor listens to your symptoms and says, "Oh, you're horribly tired all the time? You have chronic fatigue," or "You're muscles hurt all over? You have fibromyalgia"--but then they tell you that these conditions are untreatable. Except that an antidepressant could make some of the pain and fatigue go away.
Um, no thank you. I don't want to take a pill and mask my symptoms--I want to find the root of the problem and FIX it. There has to be a reason my body is acting this way. I want you to figure out what's causing it, not just throw more chemicals with strange side-affects into my already sensitive body.
Anyway, this is what happened to me when I came home from my mission so weak and sick I couldn't even keep food in my body. The doctors I'd been to weren't providing any real answers--just more mysterious diagnosis and a variety of pills to try. So my mom and I began researching it--reading everything we could get our hands on. Research led us to alternative medicine. The doctor I ended up working with was a chiropractor. He was the first of over five doctors of various persuasions and abilities who looked me in the eyes and said, "You will get better again. I can help you get better again." And he did.
Unfortunately, it turned out that wasn't the end of my health journey. But I still find that when I try to take a pill to solve my problems (like an experience with Zoloft), I get worse; when I change my diet and go to a doctor who works on addressing the core of my body, like my bowels, adrenals, and liver (which apparently have stopped working for me right now--that's the first thing I'm addressing currently) and strengthening them with natural remedies that don't have side affects, I get better. But that's me. Everyone has to find what works for them. For example, I've decided if after I get my body strong and healthy I still have depression, I will take an antidepressant. But right now I don't think my depression is neurologically based. I think it is a result of my body being in a toxic and malfunctioning condition.
And I don't hate all doctors. I just have had, unfortunately, more bad experiences with M.D.s than with alternative health doctors. Almost every "western" medical doctor I go to wants to give me a drug after listening to me for only five minutes. Now, I don't buy that.
My husband, who is an internist, has had to treat people with fibromyalgia. He's found that a good deal of people with fibromyalgia are hypochondriacs (so that has warped his view of people with fibromyalgia).
And I have to say that what your husband says about most people with fibro bothers me. Simply because it is not easy to see, diagnose, or treat does not mean it isn't real. I am in real pain. And these diseases do have causes. Just not ones that most medical doctors seem willing to admit, because the remedies involve a different philosophy of medicine. The medical doctors I have gotten along with are ones who incorporate the proven research and effects of natural health into their practices, rather than always plugging the pharmecutical companies as the end-all, be-all answer.
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He's not saying it isn't real, just that some people don't really have it when they think they do, that the fibro diagnosis is an easy way out. Yes, these diseases do have causes. That's what's frustrating for him. Some people with fibro are just fine with that diagnosis because it's a 'real' diagnosis for the patient--but then it leaves him powerless to find the real cause because the patient doesn't want to try to dig any deeper, satisfied with that diagnosis. *shrug* It would be frustrating on either end of the patient/doctor relationship.
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I'm grumpy because I'm sick. Sick enough to not make it down to Provo while Stacer is here. Also, Brenna is sick and she's too little for normal cold remedies. I hate seeing my poor little baby hurting. Grumble.
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That's crummy. :( I hope you both feel better soon.
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Well Brenna, I'm with you. I woke up this morning with a sore throat, and now my body aches alllllll over. I feel like five pounds of crap in a two pound bag.
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Posted by: The Lost One Posted on: Feb 16th, 2006, 7:26pm
I was being nice to my wife by buyer her a piece of jewlery for Valentines Day. Little did I know how the car would react to this.
First, the back brakes started to squeek and then the engined rumbled. I thought I would make amends by getting new brakes for the car, which cost over $325. But that wasn't enough for the car. It wanted new spark plugs, then new ignition wires, the a new cap and rotor for the distributor. All this love and attention towards the car was still not enough. It's jealousy over the gift that I gave my wife still remained. It died today and I only hope that the special ignition coils that I ordered today will resurrect it. Darn you '94 Nissan Altima GXE. I don't care how jealous you get, I will never take back the gift to my wife to satisfy your repairs. Never.
The car is still dead. I've replaced almost the entire ignition system but the cold weather has cause fuel lines to freeze up while I was working on it and the engine flooded when the fuel lines thawed. The car might come back to life when the weather gets better. Having to fix an old car (because it's the only car I own) gets frustrating and time consuming.
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Also, Brenna is sick and she's too little for normal cold remedies. I hate seeing my poor little baby hurting. Grumble.
Babies who are sick make me sad, 'specially since I am clueless as how to make them feel better.:(
Lost One, your car is evil, and is plotting with nature to cripple you ability to go anywhere.
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I'm grumpy because everything is going well, then BAM! my entire freaking life starts collapsing before my very eyes.
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This flu is SO not cool. I just want to curl up into a ball and whimper.
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I'm grumpy because I'm sick. Sick enough to not make it down to Provo while Stacer is here. Also, Brenna is sick and she's too little for normal cold remedies. I hate seeing my poor little baby hurting. Grumble.
I was sad not to see you, too. I hope you're both feeling better. Myself, I'm tired enough from the weekend to wonder if I shouldn't just go back to bed rather than go to church, but I'd hate to miss church, too. This ward used to meet at 1 or 2 pm, which was a big bonus when I was deciding to switch over, and on Jan. 1 it switched to 9 am. Ug. *So* not good at getting up in the morning.
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So I made choc chip oatmeal cookies for my class tomorrow night. Thanks to my stupid gas oven, a whole bunch of them are kinda burnt on the bottom. It cooks so unevenly! Finally, I moved the rack to the very tip-top and the cookies came out better. But it angers me that when I take the time to cook, the oven plots against me!
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buy a few paving stones from home depot put them on the bottom of your stove... Voila problem solved. The stones hold the heat in for a more even temp.
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Huh. That's a cool idea. Sort of Martha Stewart meets Ty Pennington. I'll have to visit the Home Depot by Target in the future...
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bricks work well too.
the idea is that the brick gets hot, but radiates heat more evenly. Works like a brick oven pizzaria and it makes baking fun!
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Do you put foil over the shield thingys under the burners on the stovetop? If the wrong one doesn't have the hole punched out, then the vent is covered and it makes for uneven cooking. At least that's a problem I had with a stove once.
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Oh and make sure the paving stones are unglazed, unless you like poison, which you might, so, yeah, unglazed.
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Uncoated. Check. Double check, in fact. lol
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My 22-month-old tracked dog poo through the kitchen this morning. :-X
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Awww, that's terrible. I sure hope your kitchen floor isn't carpeted!
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It's vinyl (thank goodness) so a little hot and bleachy water later, it was sparkling clean again.
But poo is generally in the same category as vomit: not something I enjoy having to clean up.
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I upset at one of my instructors. The problem of having been an education major for two and half years is I notice what teachers are doing wrong. In fact, I spent a lot of time obseriving and evaluating teachers in my major. I think today my instructor hit the right buttons so I have a desire to rip into him pointing out all the flaws in his teaching method. And it doesn't help that he's an adjuct instructor which essentially means he's an unprofessional hack just trying to make ends meet.
Course then I get to add the unhappy feelings of finding out that one of the members in my singles ward died this week in an accident.
I hope that something spectacularly good happens soon.
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I hear ya, 42. Nothing like the realization that you're stuck with a hack. :P
I've got a similar situation. Not that I'm a teaching major anymore, but as a grad student, I know what I expect from quality instructors. Like, the guy "teaching" my Book Design class has no teaching training whatsoever. He is a designer who was recruited to teach this class. But he's an arrogant little twerp. Rude to students in class. No clue how to structure a grad seminar or give meaningful, clear assignments. We don't even have a syllabus. We still haven't decided on a title or grid for this book. And yet we're supposed to find a printer (to donate the printing and materials) and get the bound copies finished by the end of the semester! aaaguh!
I will now make it a point at Emerson to investigate whether a class is being taught by an actual professor. I had an awful writing instructor last semester mainly due to the fact that she was a Writer In Residence who, in her words, was just "teaching to get some extra cash." What a waste. Always ending the class early, hardly any feedback, no useful lectures on the many novels we read (we'd spend maybe 5 minutes talking about one novel and that's it. *So* not worth my time). It's like she just came to hang out not teach at all. >:(
Didn't occur to me that Emerson recruited non-teachers to teach publishing classes too. Well, I've certainly learned my lesson.
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Just wanted to point out, though, that not all non-certified college/grad seminar teachers aren't good teachers. I had a number of good teachers in grad school, including Anita Silvey, who doesn't have a teaching degree, but who does have 30 years of experience in the children's book field. I suppose it depends on the teacher more than anything, but I'll also say I had a LOT of bad certified teachers in my day.
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Definitely. Yeah, I didn't cover that angle. (My post was already exceeding critical mass). I'll agree that formal training doesn't a great teacher make. :P I guess I could just say that I'm going to do a lot more "homework" before registering next time.
What's frustrating is that we are offered only one section of these classes, so sometimes if you want or need a certain class, you're stuck. Unless you wait until the next time it's taught and the instructor happens to be different. *sigh*
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Six months back in Ashland, Ohio and I can't stop saying "warsh" instead of "wash". My mother would be so ashamed of me if she heard me speak this way.
I've got to move somewhere where there's peer pressure to use proper English.
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Not sure where to put this (I'm putting it here since the guy had a bad day), but it's a funny anecdote from a patient during my husband's shift at the hospital yesterday:
A guy got into an argument with his wife. She stabbed him in the stomach with a wooden pencil. He got mad at her for this, and really mad at the pencil. In fact, he was so mad at the pencil that he broke it into pieces, and ate them up. Then he threw them up. Then he hurt his wife, which landed him in jail, but before he went to jail, he swallowed two travel-size tubes of toothpaste--not just the paste, but cap, tube and all. So he came to us from jail with stomach pain (I wonder why?). We fished up the tubes, cleaned out the wound, and sent him back. And we recommended he not ingest non-edible objects anymore.
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ohmyheck. LOL. What was that guy on? ("I'll teach -you- a lesson, stupid pencil! I'll eat you up, I hate you so!") How hilarious. You have to wonder if he swallowed the toothpaste tubes to purposefully be sent to the hospital and not jail. A brilliant plan indeed...
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...until they have to fish toothpaste caps out of his spleen.
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Arrgh! I detest MA vehicle registration laws! I have to switch to a Mass-based auto ins. company before I register my car (which expires tomorrow). That in itself is a pain. But first I ought to get a MA license to replace my UT one because otherwise they'll just have to do all these "amending" forms. After that, I find and sign up for ins., then I go to the RMV and get plates and pay registration, then I get my car inspected, then I go back to the RMV to finish up. Whew.
Oh, and you need *four* different IDs to get a license in MA. So I have to go back again 'cuz I only had three. Ins. is gonna cost me almost $400 more per year here, too. Who knows how much the actual reg. will cost! Plus the $30 or something for a license. It makes me dizzy--and poor(er). :(
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I never had to switch over license and registration to be insured in MA. I just told them I'm a student, and Geico referred me to a local insurer. It was really quite easy. Much easier than getting a local bank account, which was quite confusing. MA is a country unto itself when it comes to insurance and banking, though.
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I'm glad not everyone has these troubles while settling in over here. I sure wish my reg. didn't expire until Aug, when I plan on driving home.
My ins. company isn't very nationwide and, unfortunately, they neither "write" in MA nor offer referrals for MA. Luckily, I've found a very helpful ins. co. and at least I'll only be paying $300 more per yr. As for the license, I was told by a police officer (long story) that if I've lived in a state for more than 60 days and won't be moving again, I need to get a new license even though I'm a student. Yeah, I thought it was weird too. *sigh*
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Plus the $30 or something for a license. It makes me dizzy--and poor(er). :(
Yeah, "or something." Try $90!! *grumble*
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I missed an important IM last night and now Im depressed.
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I had a horrible job interview yesterday. It started an hour late (of which I waited in the lobby for the entire time) and then it only lasted 15 minutes, which consisted of the firm's partners asking dumb questions that they should have known if they glanced at my resume.
I'm also grumpy because I just got a huge hospital bill from when my wife took our youngest son into urgent care only to have the doctor say he had a cold. The bill doesn't say what the hospital did or why it is charging so much. I hate how hospitals and doctors don't explain what they are charging and why.
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It's my impression that you can insist on an itemized bill.
I've gotten into the habit of doing that since I discovered that the hospital where my youngest girl was born charged our insurance for her circumcision. Sure, they didn't charge me, just our insurance, but eventually crap like that adds up and means higher insurance for everybody.
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Uh... yeah. And you can be sure the random insurance processor is at least 50% likely to miss the fact that the circumcision was on a girl.
Even just doctor's visits are ridiculous nowadays, making me very grateful I finally have a good insurance, though the copay did just go up this year. Even my primary care doctor bills the insurance $175--*175!!!*--for a 15 minute visit. The ENT was nearly twice that for a 15 minute consult. Thankfully, all I have to pay is the copay, but imagine if I didn't have insurance (like every time I've been a student in the last ten years).
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Unfortunately, I don't have insurance. I've been trying to get help insurance through the State but that is an ongoing dispute at the moment (good news though is that an Administrative Law Judge got back to me and is now forcing the state to respond to my requests).
As for the bill, I will be insisting on a itemized bill and for a substantiation of charges. It they don't comply or the charges are unreasonable (which I think they are) then I'll make an offer through a unilateral agreement that will hopefully end the matter in my favor.
I'm just glad that I'm not dumb enough to accept whatever the Hospital asks. Medical bills are negotiable and more people should negotiate over them (even if they have insurance).
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EA games decided that it would be a good idea to release Battle for Middle Earth 2 on a DVD instead of a CD, a fact that I was unaware of. This means that neither of our computers can even recognize the disc. Totally sweet.
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I finally decided to change my name to Fuzzy O'Ctopus in honor of everyone's st. patty's day names, but the board won't let me.
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It's probably the '
If you just used a space instead, it might let you.
but too bad, cuz that's funny.
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*Auch* 'tis a shame, it is. I've been trying to think of a name for fuzzy too, just for the challenge--and 'cuz fuzzy deserves a proper St. Paddy's Day nickname.
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FuzzyBeer
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Ya you can't use '," and some other special characters in usernames. I was going to be Luck O' the Spriggan, this is about the 4th time I haven't been able to use an ' in my name here.
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Everyone's talking about Inkheart on the books topic, which I've never even heard of. >:(
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Ooh, how about EmeraldOctopus? ;D
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New England funk. I'm in one, apparently. I just can't fall asleep! Insomnia for the past two weeks is really annoying me. It's 2am and I feel like watching another movie or something 'cuz the sandman is AWOL. And it's messing me up. *sobs*
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bah its the weekend. You cant sleep on the weekend.
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*grins* Well, at least I was able to sleep 'til 10 because it is the weekend! But it sure stinks to have insomnia on a regular basis during the week. :P
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thats what qualudes are for, or hammers.
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I dreamt I spent a week at a beach house with my inlaws. Which isn't actually so bad, and the long walks through the sand with my daughter were even fun if exhausting. Until it was time to leave and we had forgotten to grab my bag before we left. So I had to run back to the house while they gassed up the gigantic truck we had and fight off the holographic watch dog and find out that NONE of my family's stuff had been loaded, so I had to haul it all outside and throw it in the truck.
Then we were driving home and we started going uphill. A very steep hill. And I had to push it uphill.
Then I was assigned to fight my way through 30 liches to end the quest. Only the liches sent a huge pack of worgs to soften me up first (which was dumb, because 1 chain lightning and 1 horrid wilting later I'd killed them all). Then I had to pummel them to dust with only my hands.
I woke up very sore.
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Grrrr. Its only three and already its dark enough to look like six. It wouldn't be so bad if it were raining, which I like (I don't get how it depresses people) but it isn't and even if it were it would only be a shower. It should be sunny! Or better yet raining in droves.
Oh wait, scratch that, it just started showering. :(
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We're planning on putting up the house for sale in a month or so. In the hopes of not having to use a realtor, we're going the 'for sale by owner' route and have been putting the word out.
So, this afternoon, someone calls to look at the house (the wife of my husband's co-worker). It's about 1pm and I had done absolutely no cleaning before that point, having run errands instead of cleaning. One errand involved picking up the on-hold DVDs of "Firefly" at the library, which I have never seen. As soon as we got home and ate lunch, the boys went down for a nap and I began watching the pilot.
So she calls at 1pm as she's walking up my driveway to the front door. Um, what do I say? "I know you're already here, but can you give me an hour to throw the clutter in a closet and change the rotten diapers on my children whom I've ignored for the past hour?" Well, I didn't. I let her see my tornado-thrashed house, including the bedroom I just finished painting and hadn't cleaned up yet.
Maybe I'll be lucky and they'll still be interested in the house.
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.....wow.....that sucks. Hope you can sell your house. (if it makes you feel better I can cry for you :'() ;)
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So she calls at 1pm as she's walking up my driveway to the front door.
Wow, that is rude. Why did she even bother calling? She should have just walked in unannounced, which apparently she probably would have done anyways.
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Apartment hunting, especially when you're about to have sinus surgery for a very good reason, is not a happy thing. I think I need to give up till later on this month. There just isn't anything out there, let alone anything good for a reasonable price. I think May and June are better months to be choosy in. Perhaps I should ask to extend my lease here one more month so I can find something available for June (my lease is up May 1, and I thought I ought to look now, but perhaps it's too early).
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I've found, actually, that spring is a better time than Summer. Summer turns intoa seller's market. Prices are a little higher. In spring, they've been waiting since LAST summer and so the rates are lower. However, you can't be as picky. Still, we've been able to find places that suit our needs.
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And when we moved last, I found I couldn't even start looking until a month before the end of our contract. I tried earlier, but everyone told me that they wouldn't know if they people moving until then or what would be available. I would also see postings in the paper that would say, "Available now" so I figured if I couldn't move soon (ie within days) they wouldn't want me. This is not exactly true because the apartment I ended up getting had said "Available now" since October and I moved in in January. I just asked if it would be okay if I got the apartment for Jan 1 and they said okay. I guess they figured they'd had it on the market long enough that if they were going to find someone sooner they would have. But if I had asked before December, I'm not sure they would have said yes. Apartment hunting is an annoying thing! (Although I love my new apartment!)
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I've found, actually, that spring is a better time than Summer. Summer turns intoa seller's market. Prices are a little higher.
Prices are already too high. I can't find a decent apartment for less than $100 more than what I'm already paying, and those are usually smaller than the one I'm already in. But I need to find a place that has more light--better windows and better indoor lighing, because these stupid recessed lights don't do a thing in this dark tunnel of an apartment. I bought lamps, but there's no good place in this apartment to put them.
So, I'm hoping some better deals show up soon. Perhaps after April 1--perhaps I shouldn't be looking yet anyway--but what if I were to decide to stay in my apartment? I have to give 30 days notice that I'm moving out. It's not the best apartment, but if it's the best I can find for the money, I might as well stay where I am and use my move-in money to buy more lamps or something. So it's something that worries me.
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That's the predicament I found myself in as well. I wasn't sure if I wanted to move, but no where knew if they had openings because they wouldn't be told by their tenants until 30 days before the end of the month (since no one could possibly not procrastinate till that day of course). So I pretty much had to give notice with faith that I'd find something better. Luckily I found somewhere great that was bigger, better location, and only $50 more a month, but you never really know. That's why it's so frustrating. Decide whether you think it's worth moving even if it costs more, I guess. I hate that!!
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Well, when you're on the edge of your budget as it is, that's not really an option. I'm wanting to move to find a cheaper place, but I'm not willing to give up the space to do it--I simply can't, with the amount of stuff I have (and I purge from time to time, but there's still so much).
I have been looking at places that are a little more expensive, because I have a raise beginning in April, but I would rather be able to pay my student loans with that money--that's what the choice will be, rent (and putting off the student loans a little longer) or student loans. Not a great choice. I do hold out hope, though, that I'll find something worth the money and perhaps even a little cheaper.
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I went to the DMV this morning to get my drvers license switched from Iowa to Colorado. After standing in line for an hour and half, they told me that I couldn't get a Colorado drivers license without a birth certificate. No other forms of identification allowed. I don't have a copy of my birth certificate, so I just spent $45.50 to order a copy from Washington. In all the states that I've lived and had a drivers license, Colorado's DMV is worse.
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Rats! Lost was OLD tonight. The preview they showed last week got me thinking that the new ep would be this week. I hate rerun weeks. >:(
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I lost a filling and have no dental insurance. So basically I'm just stuck with a hole in my tooth. Suck.
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Ow. :( Sorry, Fish. I would say you should try contacting the dentist who did the work and see if they'll re-do it for free seeing as how filling shouldn't just come out. Happened to a friend of mine, and her dentist re-did the filling. It's worth a try (unless you already covered that route...)
On the other hand, I can recommend a dentist in Orem who gives a student discount, if that'll help at all. Dr. Barry gives a 10% discount (if I remember right), and he's a good dentist. Very helpful to me last year when I had to have a root canal before moving to Boston. Here's his ph# 801-226-0441.
Good luck!
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UVSC offers dental work for the community at huge discounts.
Don't just let it go for too long (say longer than a month), otherwise the whole tooth will get infected and need to come out. I've lost two teeth that way.
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Yeah, I'd definitely find out how much it costs to go to a dental school in the area. It's usually way cheap and they have instructors checking their work.
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Utah College of Dental Hygiene
(801) 426-8234
1176 S 1480 W
Orem, UT 84058
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So down I could be a speed bump, if I were out of the gutter that is.
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Yeah, see, I have no money. So the hole remains in my tooth. It doesn't really hurt, it's just annoying.
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That happened to me in high school, minus the having a filling first. At first it was just a hole, but eventually it started hurting. So I complained to my dad and stepmom, and they didn't do anything about it because we had no money. About a year later, I had to have a root canal, a $600 bill which could have been avoided had we scraped together $100 the year before. Since then, I've had to have another root canal on the same tooth because of a bone infection (couldn't be prevented; the first root canal just didn't get it all), and just had to have that tooth pulled because the root broke.
I also think that a large majority of my sinus infections can be traced back to that tooth infection, because of the proximity of the sinuses to the roots of my molars.
So, you don't have money now (I know what that's like), but do have it taken care of as soon as you can, because it can cause a lot of trouble down the road.
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Meh. I'm over it.
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So down I could be a speed bump, if I were out of the gutter that is.
Dude, give me a call. It's too nice a day to hang out in the office all day.
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So down I could be a speed bump, if I were out of the gutter that is.
:'(
About a year later, I had to have a root canal, a $600 bill which could have been avoided had we scraped together $100 the year before.
This is why I support the idea of the NHS, despite it being a monsterous money devouring beast.
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Scotland vs Ireland in rugby: Scotland lost.
Damnit.
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Erin Go Braugh!
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So . . . I finally get up the nerve to call Tor about summer internships, just to be sure Claire Eddy's still the right person to contact and all that. (Even finished a cover letter specifically for Tor to send w/ my vitae).
I call and, since all I really need is a recep or EA, I wait on the line as instructed by the answering system, and after seven seconds of placid music, it hung up on me! Tried another two times and it cut me off both times. Arrgh!
With much trepidation, I used the dial-by-name option and got Claire's ext, hoping as I dialed it that she'd be out. I mean, I didn't want to bother her if I could help it. Come to find out from her vm, she'll be gone for a week. Yet she included her assistant's ext. Her assistant wasn't in either, though. Rats. So I left what I hope was an intelligable message for her. Who knows if she'll actually call or email me back, though. :( Guess I'll wait a few days and then just send things off in Claire's name if I don't hear anything....
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I went to the DMV (again) to get my driver's licensed changed from an Iowa to Colorado licenses and, after waiting in line for a 1.6 hours, they took my picture, punched a hole in my Iowa license and told me that I would get my Colorado license in one week to a month. They told me that I have a temporary permit for the next 30 days.
It the most moronic process for driver's licenses that I've heard. Every state that I've had a drivers license in (which is now 4) gives you a license at the DMV and not a temporary permit. It has to cost more to mail everyone resident their license than to simple make them wait another five minutes while it prints out (and after waiting for almost two hours, what is another five minutes). Someone really needs to rethink the DMV in Colorado.
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When I switched my license to Utah, they printed out a temporary license and I got my real one in the mail later. So I guess Colorado is not the only one.
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When I switched my lisence back to Virginia I not only got it right away, they still had my old picture on file so I didn't even have to pose.
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Lost One, they did that in Washinton, too, which I thought was dumb. In Illinois, they printed it out digitally right there. Perhaps they only have one central digital printer in WA, I guess. It was rather stupid, I thought.
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I waited for mine, too. My shiny, new MA license only took four or five days to arrive, tho. *That* really surprised me, I must say. Also, after taking the picture, the lady actually asked if it was okay. Huh. I was astonished to have some say so in the matter, even if I did have to wait for it to come. :)
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I'm only 5 (4 after this post) posts away from leveling, yet I can't think of anything to post that's not simply a blatant attempt to fill the quota. Including this post.
Maybe I'll go lock some long threads and start new incarnations.
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Oooh. You really are well on your way to rulling hell.
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and we are riding his coat tails.
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wheeee!
(Hmm, I'd better get back to my homework now that I've got my ride to hell all taken care of)
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Im still grumpy at you for hexing my scarf.
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my favorite return hex is "May the fleas of a thousand camels infest your armpits.
Ok, time to go gratuitously level.
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I'm grumpy because I had to shovel snow from my driveway this morning. It was a lot of snow, by the way.
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its sunny and warmish here so I bet that'll make you more grumpy.
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Im still grumpy at you for hexing my scarf.
There, there. Just keep making offering to that jelly doughnut divinity of yours, and I'm sure your scarf will be spared of harm. ;D
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May you fall into the big dig and have to contend with the rats. ;D
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wheeee!
(Hmm, I'd better get back to my homework now that I've got my ride to hell all taken care of)
Ooh...Ooh! I want to come! ;)
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As I'm driving the bus, I can reserve seats for you for a mear $100 per person.
Keep in mind that if you don't reserve a seat, you still have to go, we just tie a rope around your ankle and the other end to the rear bumper.
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mear? Is that a new form of currency?
All the same, Fastor, you oughtta do what I did and RSVP pronto. I've got someone else in mind for the rope-tied-to-the-bumper treatment. ;)
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mear is ninja monkey currancy. As no one is allowed to use said currancy other than said monkeys or myself, we are generous in allowing an appropriate exchange. The current rate is around $100 US per $1 mear
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Duly noted. With a generous exchange rate like that, who *wouldn't* want a ride on the Inferno Mobile? Not me, I'll tell you what!
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*swears loudly*
I lost my wedding ring! Very very angry.
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Oh no! So sorry to hear that. I really hope you can find it. Do you think you lost it while out at your mother-in-law's barn helping to load stuff?
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Duly noted. With a generous exchange rate like that, who *wouldn't* want a ride on the Inferno Mobile? Not me, I'll tell you what!
Your double negatives are confusing me. Therefore, the easiest solution is to just reserve you 10 seats and have the NMCA (Ninja Monkey Collection Agency) bring you the bill.
Fuzzy, that's sad. :( One of my friends lost his ring while swimming at the beach. There's a picture of the group of us at another friend's wedding where we're all pointing out our wedding rings, and he has his finger OVER the part of his finger where the ring belongs.
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Your double negatives are confusing me. Therefore, the easiest solution is to just reserve you 10 seats and have the NMCA (Ninja Monkey Collection Agency) bring you the bill.
*sputters* Ten! I'm not paying for no ten seats. It's not like I'm in no way trying to clone myself right now, but there's no chance I'll be needing ten seats! Three . . . maybe. ;) Cloning is not uncostly, after all.
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I have Hava Negila Hava stuck in my head, and I don't even know how to spell it. Sigh.
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you cant ever be grumpy,... ever with an avatar like yours sigyn
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I'm pregnant so I figure I can be grumpy whenever I want. Though I do love my avatar. My husband found it for me.
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mear is ninja monkey currancy. As no one is allowed to use said currancy other than said monkeys or myself, we are generous in allowing an appropriate exchange. The current rate is around $100 US per $1 mear
You know what? I just realized that as Supreme Dictator and all, I don't need to pay you anything; infact, it's you who should be paying me for safe passage through my realm. On the other hand my treasury is booming like never before--so naturally I'll have to pay for everyone on the bus. ;)
Except Shrain, she already bought her seats so she doesn't need it. 8)
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hate to break it to you, but being a scholar isnt the same as being a supreme dictator.
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On this forum I am a scholar, but in real life I am Supreme Dictator of the Universe. Live with it. :P
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oh, I can live with the fact that you made up a fancy meaningless title.
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Good for you. You don't get the Andrommada galaxy now.
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On this forum I am a scholar, but in real life I am Supreme Dictator of the Universe. Live with it. :P
Oh, but don't you know that the forum is the only thing that matters in this life? pfft, come on, man. Get with it! Jeffe's going too easy on ya, imo. ;) You're a scholar, I'm an absolver, Jeffe is 72 (whatever that means), and that's that.
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Oh no! So sorry to hear that. I really hope you can find it. Do you think you lost it while out at your mother-in-law's barn helping to load stuff?
Thanks for the sympathy. A little more background. It wasn't my engagement ring I lost but my wedding band. I don't wear the diamond much, because it bumps into things at work, and the wedding band means more to me emotionally, so I almost never take it off. Well I have this rash on my hands so I've been taking it off at night so the ointment doesn't get all over the ring, and it fell off my nightstand.
I had to tear the room apart, but I found it. But I'm still kind of grumpy that I almost never take the thing of and the minute I do I lose it. :-/
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72 means that im a magical mystery tour.
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No Jeffe, 72 means that you're 72 years old and way past your prime.:P
Oh, but don't you know that the forum is the only thing that matters in this life? pfft, come on, man. Get with it! Jeffe's going too easy on ya, imo. ;) You're a scholar, I'm an absolver, Jeffe is 72 (whatever that means), and that's that.
Leave me to my detached segment of reality thou Crusher of Minds.
Also, yay for fuzzy finding her ring!
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Crusher of Minds... I could certainly get used to that. ;D
Hooray for Fuzzy. It's a good thing you didn't lose it outside somewhere. That would've been *much* harder to find it again.
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Hooray for Fuzzy. It's a good thing you didn't lose it outside somewhere. That would've been *much* harder to find it again.
Yep, but fortunately that's what bras are for.
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*snorts with laughter* Is that a way of saying you stash your wedding band down in your bra for safekeeping at times? That's hilarious.
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'Course.
Have *you* ever lost anything you put inside a bra?
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Never tried putting anything in one, actually. It's never seemed like a reliable place to store anything, to me.
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I'm not touching either of those.
I meant the comments.
Perv.
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You know what? I just realized that as Supreme Dictator and all, I don't need to pay you anything; infact, it's you who should be paying me for safe passage through my realm. On the other hand my treasury is booming like never before--so naturally I'll have to pay for everyone on the bus. ;)
Let's settle this argument right now. Supreme Dictator is still trumped by god. Sorry. You LOSE. Now I'm not even going to sell you a seat.
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Okay, so I *was* grumpy this morning 'cuz my roomie skeedaddled to KY w/ her boyfriend without vacuuming up all these fuzzy pieces of yarn that her dogs tore up everywhere. Black, red, orange, red, blue: looks like a yarn tornado came thru here. And I've got people coming over on Sat for enchiladas and Harry Potter! >:(
But then I saw EUOL's happy news, and now I'm not grumpy anymore. :) Well, okay, maybe just a little... Roommates!
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Let's settle this argument right now. Supreme Dictator is still trumped by god. Sorry. You LOSE. Now I'm not even going to sell you a seat.
Not quite, your only a god of war, therefore the only way for you to be the undisputed victor is if we were at war, which we aren't and never will be because my diplomatic department is the best in the universe. And besides, I hate war. Either way, I don't lose
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Spurious logic works on COMPUTERS not me. Your diplomatic department can be as good as you want, I attack you anyway, ergo, we're at war. Not that we need to be. I'm a GOD. Whatever I'm a god of, it still puts me in a superior position to YOU.
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I'm so grumpy because it's snowing outside. And it snowed two days ago. I'm so sick of the snow. We can't get enough in December when it's magical, and we get too much after Christmas when it's not so magical (especially once it hits spring!).
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Not to whine, but I'm grumpy today because...
I have some sort of stomach flu which is rather uncomfortable.
I'm feeling guilty that I made my instructor feel bad about his teaching abilities after he called on me to give advice on how he could do better when I was trying to hard to keep my mouth shut.
And I'm still miffed that my manager got fired last week in a nepotism incident. Which has incideted my over-active sense of injustice..which in turn I blame for my grumpy mood.
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Spurious logic works on COMPUTERS not me. Your diplomatic department can be as good as you want, I attack you anyway, ergo, we're at war. Not that we need to be. I'm a GOD. Whatever I'm a god of, it still puts me in a superior position to YOU.
You seem to have overlooked the power of my diplomatic department, see, now that I have proof of an unprovoked attack on my lands (I did offer to buy seats for everyone) I can easily negociate a treaty with the God of Gods and get you even more mad at me for stopping the helpless slaughter of trillions of my under minions.
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I'm grumpy because there has been an increase of non-grumpy posts in the grumpy thread. It's okay a little here and there, but it's become too much and put me in a grumpy mood.
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Alright then, consider the above one to be my last, sort of.
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I'm grumpy because the only reason I came to work was because I had a dr. appt. down the street (took out the splints--ow!). Now I'm exhausted and don't want to drive home, so I sat down for a little nap, but it's not the same as being in your own bed.
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Splints.... That definitely sounds painful. Hope you made it home okay.
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Some days, I really believe that I'm cursed.
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why?
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You seem to have overlooked the power of my diplomatic department, see, now that I have proof of an unprovoked attack on my lands (I did offer to buy seats for everyone) I can easily negociate a treaty with the God of Gods and get you even more mad at me for stopping the helpless slaughter of trillions of my under minions.
That's unlikely to avail you, since he's about to be deposed.
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Oh, Faster, why must ye tempt the wrath of the Gods upon your tender young head? Beware the hoardes of demonic Easter bunnies and ninja monkeys that are poised to rain down misery and endless woe upon you.
For verily I say unto thee, they are merciless and fiercely adept at maiming, disemboweling, decapitating, bribing, spell-casting, spying, barbequing, refinishing wood floors, and a great many other things which ye can not even fathom.
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Shrain is quoting from the Sacred Martial Arts Text of Lagomorphic Simians.
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*nods*
A new copy'll run ya $35 meer on Amazon (or $3,500 US dollars for the math-challenged). You can find a used copy for maybe only $30 meer. Trust me, it'll be the *best* investment you could ever make!
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Is this a private area or can anyone join in
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its a public area for whinging
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ok
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aaaaaurgh! Just realized why our heating bill is sky-high again. ($330) When my roomie opened the windows a few weeks ago during an unusually warm day, she didn't close the storm windows when she closed the inner ones!
No wonder it was so chilly in here and we paid as much as we did during a colder month. I cannot believe how much a difference it makes and how ticked I am that she didn't take the time to close the freakin' windows properly. >:(
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I hate college students.
But on the bright side, we can all rest assured that the nation's colleges and universities are doing their part to keep the population of alcoholics from dwindling into extinction.
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I'm grumpy because I want to go to MarCon and I'm not going to be able to because I'll have to work that weekend.
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Im grumpy because with one exception all my friends have been avoiding talking to me. No scratch that Im really sad, and not grumpy at all.
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Boys are dense.
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Girls are obscure.
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Why aren't they talking to you??
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I dont know.
The one with kids does, and I appreciate that. Everyone else. Well.
Heck I dont know.
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Aw. Are they out-and-out refusing to talk to you or have you just not heard from 'em in a while?
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I hope its the latter.
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Yep, me too.
You know, it's a gorgeous day today and I'm grumpy because I seem to be allergic to the springtime plants here in Boston. :( Hay fever sucks!!
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Im allergic to my office.
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uh huh. I hear it's reached epidemic proportions.
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Im allergic to my office.
I must remember to use that line. 'Sorry boss, i'm allergic to this enviroment, i'm going outside'.
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Boys are dense.
Durrr... (Translation: DUH!)
What do you expect? We're to easily distracted by cute girls. I'll bet whatever guy you'r especially ticked at will gain back those other fifty IQ points as soon as you leave.
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I spent the morning trying to restore our internet connection because my roomie decided to flip the switch on her power strip last night, turning off the modem, router, computer, everything. My whole morning got screwed up.
I checked power, cords, settings, everything I could think of, and neither her computer nor my wireless laptop are able to get online now. I even restarted our computers. ack! So then I had to go in to Boston early and I'm trying to make up for the time I lost. >:(
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I do love my current job considerably more than my last job. I am grumpy because that last job (tech support) meant 90% of my coworkers were male, and now over 90% of my coworkers are female. Which means a fabulously high-school level of backstabbing, cattiness, and pack mentality.
I hate women so much some times.
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I had book club at my house tonight and went through all this effort and made this fancy dessert...only I forgot to serve it. I got so involved in the discussion that after they left I went into the kitchen and saw my pans of uneaten food. And I even had to make a special trip to the grocery store earlier today to get plastic cups and forks and plates.
I feel so retarded.
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Yeah.
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You can come over and eat it for me, Skar, if you want. Lemon bars and pecan chocolate pie.
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Well, where do you live? I like lemon bars and my wife likes Pecan Pie of any flavor.
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In Salt Lake City (near the mouth of Parley's Canyon, near where I-80 and I-215 meet).
I am totally not kidding. Come take it away before I can't resist it and it makes me fat.
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I do love my current job considerably more than my last job. I am grumpy because that last job (tech support) meant 90% of my coworkers were male, and now over 90% of my coworkers are female. Which means a fabulously high-school level of backstabbing, cattiness, and pack mentality.
I hate women so much some times.
I'm feeling your pain, sistah. These are the perils of working at a fabric store. The cattiness is amazing to me, sometimes.
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Posted by: MsFish Posted on: Mar 29th, 2006, 3:49pm
on Mar 28th, 2006, 8:58pm, fuzzyoctopus wrote:I do love my current job considerably more than my last job. I am grumpy because that last job (tech support) meant 90% of my coworkers were male, and now over 90% of my coworkers are female. Which means a fabulously high-school level of backstabbing, cattiness, and pack mentality.
I hate women so much some times.
I'm feeling your pain, sistah. These are the perils of working at a fabric store. The cattiness is amazing to me, sometimes.
I understand what you are saying. When I worked as law clerk, I was the only male law clerk and I notice the "cattiness" and "pack mentality" among my fellow law clerks. I liked the job and I'm not saying that working with those women was bad, but if the cattiness, backstabbing, and pack mentality was removed then I think the work environment would have been better.
My question is, how do you get women to overcome cattiness, backstabbing and pack mentality once it has been established in a work environment?
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You know, I work in a women-dominated business, and I've never had a work environment that was like that.
Wait. No. I did have that in my job in Chicago--at a male-dominated trade magazine--because the only other girl my age at the company was like that. Once she left, the office again became blissfully catfight-free, though I still continued to have to deal with a male coworker who looked at porn on the computers that were used by everyone in the computer room. Yeah. I don't know which was worse.
But at Houghton and here at Wizards, nothing of the kind. Very congenial, friendly, good coworkers. Our conversations usually consisted of talking about someone's cat or our religious beliefs or the latest on someone's relationships, which was more reportage than drama. They were/are good friends.
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I'm grumpy because something I ate this morning, is having a disagreement with my stomach and making my whole digestive system very grumpy.
My question is, how do you get women to overcome cattiness, backstabbing and pack mentality once it has been established in a work environment?
Pretty much the only thing to do is find out who the main drama whore is, and fire her. The women who really aggravate these problems cannot be reformed.
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Pretty much the only thing to do is find out who the main drama whore is, and fire her. The women who really aggravate these problems cannot be reformed.
Or them, as the case may be. We've got two of 'em, and they feed off each other.
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Well, this is more like a heartbreaking disappointment, but I'm kinda grumpy about this too. I didn't get this Bookbuilders of Boston scholarship I applied for at Emerson. :'( Man, I know it was competitive, but I had such a good feeling about it. Sure could've used the money--a lot. Now I'm just sad.
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The "TV" button on my universal remote totally died on me last night for good. *sigh*
Right now, I have a headache and a four hour class tonight. Blah.
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Just woke up from a really, really scary dream. I've never been trying to outwit Nazis in my dreams before. I'm not very good at it. And our headquarters had glass doors on every side. Not hard to break into us, nope. We'd just been found out when I woke up.
It was actually a very cool dream, except for the horror I felt as I was dream-experiencing it. Whoa. Yeah. So I'm not quite ready to go back to sleep.
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Well at least I didn't randomly appear in this dream like I useally do (got to hate nightmares).
And with that we're at 30 pages folks, time to start a new thread.