hunh huh - ita said thrust.

hunh huh - ita said thrust

Thanx, co-worker.

uh oh, msbelle's getting punchy

Timelies all!

So Snowquester was kind of a bust around here. For the most part, you can't even tell that it snowed here

To all the people checking up on my details today: I did actually do that already--have you had a chance to read it and determine if it's insufficient?

That might not be true every day, but somehow I had the oomph this morning. Perhaps the irritability peaked usefully.

Now I'm just hoping the call will end, because I have an Apple Pan apple pie in my fridge, and LUNCHTIME.

So, can I get a reading of the hivemind?

What is in this picture? Is it termite dust? dust from another insect?

Bueller?

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I don't know how all y'all with regular jobs don't go about killing your coworkers on a regular basis.

Seriously.

Although admittedly the last time I had an actual coworker, I busted my knuckle punching a chair in frustration at him. So.

Okay, so I ran the world's most inefficient errand run ever, but I am now back home and prepped and tackling the scary but fun task.

eta: Oh, oh, but first I have to report my banking experience. My task--reset the PIN on each of my new post-fraud cards.

Local bank: Hello, I need to reset my pin, fraud, etc. Oh, okay, walk down this counter with me and here's the number pad, type your new pin twice. Commiserations!

Evil national big bank: Standing in line at the merchant teller desk, where there is no merchant teller. Teller finally arrives. Hello, I need to reset my pin, fraud, etc. Oh, a personal banker can do that. Blank stare. So go sit in that chair. Oh, ok. Sitting. Confirming with third person what I want to do. More sitting. Personal banker emerges. Oh, ok. Here, fill out this form. Present id. Answer these four different security questions. Huh, no signature card on file (note: been banking here for a decade). Please wait. Waiting. Provide additional info. Sign here. And here. System is not working. Ok, enter your pin. Waiting. Here's your card. Please check it in the ATM as you leave. Did it work?

Yeah, if they weren't already convinced I was stealing from the bank, I'd have just closed it down right then. But I will shortly, don't you worry, big bank.

So my building's water got shut off right as I was doing my laundry. My clothes are just sitting there, drenched, in the washing machines.

That sound unhelpful, Tom. Got an ETA on when you'll get water back?

Le nubian, my first thought was sand. That's why I can never own property--eventually the bugs would gnaw it down around me and I'd be standing in the wreckage going, "I thought I just forgot to dust."

I have no idea who made le nub's dust.

Today I walked across a university campus and saw, from a distance, a public art display that made me think 1) ah, college, and 2) what is it with the modern abhorrence of pubic hair. Anyone want to guess what it was?