I have a massive headache and my temperament is not being helped by one of the girls I am watching who is just being willfully destructive and a general pain in my ass. Are you allowed to stand on the arms of lawn chairs, throw (Emeline's) shoes into a pine tree over and over, or jump on a bed in your own home? No. No you are not. Then knock it the fuck off cause you are at my house because if you destroy or break something, you WILL be cleaning up dog and cat shit and sitting on the basement stairs for HOURS. I fucking promise.
Giles ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Why does my husband believe the tile people when they say they come at 7? They have never yet been here at 7.
Giant wombat!
I sense a SyFy Classic in the making.
Okay, to give the tile guy credit, he was here at 7:15, which is much earlier than I expected him.
I am working from home today, since my workplace was cyberattacked on Friday. As a result, they turned off the internet, email, and most of the intranet.
Damn Aims. I hope that gets better.
Pix, I can't butterfly either. Not really. But the lifeguard helped explain how to do it one day. It was like me learning to drive stick. I knew all the components, but putting it together was a challenge.
Drat. Our #1 choice for a scholarship we have (full tuition, +20K in exchange for FT work w/ benefits) just turned us down. Kids today!
Shoot, Sparky, I'll take it.
Seriously. Wow.
The tile guy keeps going out to the garage to cut tile, and every time he goes in and out, he slams the door. This is going to be such a long day.