There’s an additional delay with the Socialist’s car. They sent the wrong parts. Why they are only finding out now, the day they said it would be done, is another story entirely.
I can’t decide whether or not to shoot the Socialist or myself, or just blow up the body shop.
Narrow-minded, self-serving, sanctimonious twits of co-workers. Yesterday I got one of those e-mails from someone in my department, warning us all of the fact that “CBS is going to have to cancel “Touched by an Angel” because it mentions God in the show. I’d print the full text of this preposterous e-mail, but with my…
I am sweet, like Sugar. I am all sweetness and light; fluffy bunnies and dancing fairies; happiness and joy. Too much of me will make you sick. What Flavour Are You? Well, at least if I weren’t sugar I’d be chocolate: I am Chocolate Flavoured. I am sweet and a little bit naughty. I am…
Satanâs Little Fart Cloud has returned to Little Grey Shit status now that I no longer need to give her lime sulfur baths. While the smell may be gone, her freedom poses a new problem for me. Actually, itâs an old problem that has re-emerged now that all cats are now using all litter boxes….
9754 games of Snood on the screen. 9754 games of Snood. You knock them down, and end one more round. 9755 games of Snood on the screen. Come on, everybody. You know the words!
This was supposed to be a story about how KfH broke the carrot nose off of my brand new Dr. Snowman Christmas tree ornament. The ornament that I’d bought less than an hour before, that I was going to tweak into a VMD snowman. The one that I’d left in the bag on the table…
Another day, another doctor’s visit. Gets to be repetitive reading, doesn’t it? Well, at least I got the Pap and exam done. Hopefully I don’t need to think about it for another year now. I then went to the medical center where I’ve gotten all my previous mammograms done, so I could get the films…
*whew*
You’ve been busy.
Sounds like you are getting back into the swing of things. Glad you are getting away for the weekend, I am jealous!
pant, pant, pant….i got exhausted just from reading all of you have/had to do!
Going away for the weekend? But you’ll miss the beginning of the NHL season!
Yikes. Good luck getting tossed back into the deep end. I hope they don’t overwork you.
Psssstttt! Said a prayer. Will continue doing so!
(I have my fingers crossed as well!)
Lauren
p.s. Yes, it is a hard life. It’s not for everyone, that’s for sure! I’m strong – somehow, some way, this too I shall survive! *Big Smile*
Ooh, good luck with that.
OK—sending positive vibes for his car to be fixed AND for nothing else to happen. You know Murphy’s Law and "the 3rd time’s the charm?" He has had two accidents, right?
Pali, do you really want me to pray for that car? I sent up a quick one when I saw smoke blowing out the back of ours last weekend, but we ended up needing a tow home. Might be the mechanics of the nation have been praying extra hard for more business ;o
Here’s hoping for minimal auto-caused disruption and inconvenience…and kudos for getting to that gym! Sounds like your PT will be a real inspiration.
i knew i should’ve crossed my eyes, too!
by the way……why did your pt’s doktors think she’d never walk again?
:::Sighs with you:::
My vote is the body shop!
Lauren
Opps@car,
*crosses fingers*
*sends out vibes*
*prays*
Please heal bent auto.
My vote is for the body shop too. Kaboom!!
Yay for Helene! I, too, was told I’d never walk again – at 6. Proved them wrong too, just like Helene.
I vote for blowing up the body shop. But be sure to steal one of the working cars from the garage first. 🙂
That miniseries is rubbing off on you. Off with their head!