I'd say find out what the charges are before worrying too much. the guy we caught at the library - very mild charges. The bigger problem for me - he was in violation of his prole. ( Actually , the big problem for me -- we got a report from a 8/10 yr old girl about him saying things that made her uncomfortable -- my manager did not want us to call the police. about a week later the list came out - and we found him on it. If I had been directly involved I would have called no matter what my boss said. )

I'm arguing with someone on another board that white board chick (forgetting that it's a hoax for a moment) is more or less employable after the stunt. I argue that HR and companies won't want to go near her, even if individual bosses might like her moxie. I'm trying not to read youth and inexperience into the position of the other person, but judging from our last extended discussion and how upset she got that people kept listing exceptions to her positions, I do think she's at least emotive over practical.

ita, in this era, she may not get a regular job, but she'll get her own reality show on E. Along with the beer and escape chute flight attendant.

But Kombucha is gone because of the big scandal.

Interesting. Though I know a number of people here who make their own. I find the whole thing creepy, though I know I shouldn't, because the whole thing isn't that different from sourdough bread, and YET...

I only get snippets about the kid but he is deaf, trached, g-tubed and lived with his (32-year-old) grandparents who immediately began drinking alcohol upon arrival home.

32 year old grandparents?? Holy crap! I would have a hard time dealing with that kid as a 32 year old PARENT, but DAMN!

Buffistas, I need some of your famous ~ma to cheer me up. We just determined that its not possible financially for me to go home to visit this year. I have been surviving every day of homesickness by looking forward to a trip home in the fall. And now I have nothing to look forward to. I am a bit of a mess. I have a wonderful baby and a (usually) wonderful husband, but I have nothing else here and I am finding it very difficult to be happy.

I'm sorry Callaluna. Much cheer~ma to you.

Cereal:

So, after four months and many calls to the IRS, someone there finally informed me that I need to fill out one 1-page form before they can send me the last thing I need to settle my late father's estate. Once they informed me that they needed the form, I was able to find it in two minutes on the IRS website. It'll take me even less time to fill it out and mail. I could have cleared this up months ago, finalized the estate, and moved on to the next phase of life, if only numerous representatives of the IRS had had their act together.

This is the sort of thing that breeds Tea Party members. Well, this and lead in the water.

So frustrating.

Callaluna, much cheer~ma to you. DH hasn't been home in 18 months because of our finances and he gets really homesick sometimes - and he's lived abroad for 6 years and in an English speaking country. It must be really difficult for you.

Had insomnia due to brain freaking out over OMG WORK! OMG INDIA! OMG REFURNISHING THE HOUSE! Husband bitched about my tossing and turning, so no snuggles to keep the demons at bay (also no hubs tomorrow night cause he's working at the other bar).

Decided to go ahead and just go into work so at least I'll leave early, get some time with hubs and then go to bed early. 6:45 bus was 15 minutes late. I forgot my badge when I left yesterday (because hubs forgot to call and tell me he was on the edge of downtown so I could wrap up and get down 26 flights). There was no one on the floor where temps are issued because we don't really open for business until 8.

I find out we had an issue with the site crashing which was apparently in a Someone Else's Problem Field, so no one could see what it was. PR is asking my boss how to do her job because...apparently it involves posting something on the internet? (seriously, apparently the whole thing is our domain).

And as I was typing this? I got a meeting request for a 4:00-5:00.

Ladies and gents, it is not even 8 am and I am having A. DAY.

I will murder that son-of-a-bitch, Tino.

Skellington Skull and Crossbones Decanter

Cool, but not Jack Skellington....