Earlier today, I was calling Zsa Zsa in and gonna give her a cookie, but right as she came in the door, I got distracted by something and punched her right in the face with that cookie.
Then just now, I stepped really hard on her foot BY ACCIDENT ALSO.
OMG, quit putting words in my mouth! I never said she didn't rip my face off. Of course she did!
When I say she ripped my face off, I mean she thought she was in trouble. Whenever someone's upset or says something loud or drops something or anything, she runs in and starts throwing calming signals. A while back, I took her outside to use the facilities while it was raining. As soon as she got outside and out from under the big tree and the rain started falling on her, she got all hurt and apologetic, because obviously I made it rain because I was mad at her.
OMG, quit putting words in my mouth! I never said she didn't rip my face off. Of course she did!
When I say she ripped my face off, I mean she thought she was in trouble. Whenever someone's upset or says something loud or drops something or anything, she runs in and starts throwing calming signals. A while back, I took her outside to use the facilities while it was raining. As soon as she got outside and out from under the big tree and the rain started falling on her, she got all hurt and apologetic, because obviously I made it rain because I was mad at her.
The What's For Lunch thread dropped off into the archival abyss, so I'll just bitch about my lunch here. It was a coconut shrimp "spinach" salad. The shrimp was okay, but dammit, tossing a few spinach leaves in a bunch of chopped lettuce does NOT a friggin' spinach salad make. Then they tossed it with a dressingish thing, so I assumed I didn't need to grab any dressing to go with it. The stupid salad was tasteless. I found some runny salsa to throw on top of it, but it wasn't enough.
It's been over 2 hours and I'm still mad about that salad. Seven bucks for, essentially, a very small side of shrimp. I'm mad as hell and I'm not gonna, uh, buy it anymore.
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"Her eyes in certain light were violet, and all her teeth were even. That's a rare, fair feature: even teeth. She smiled to excess, but she chewed with real distinction." - Eleanor of Aquitaine
So not only does the ergo-nanny program lock up my work computer every 50 minutes to force me to take a break, it also suggests various stretching exercises to do while I wait for the break to end so I can get back to screwing around on the internet.
This is the one it suggested on my last mandatory break.
Also known as the Joan Rivers Child Traumatizing Stretch.
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"Her eyes in certain light were violet, and all her teeth were even. That's a rare, fair feature: even teeth. She smiled to excess, but she chewed with real distinction." - Eleanor of Aquitaine
I just figured it out: Y'all really don't just post away while I'm working. A post here, a post there, it adds up to a lot of talking when I come back hours later to see what I've missed.
Refreshing the screen during real time--I'm off work until Thursday, bitches!--shows me the truth and that truth has set me free.
I almost put this in the rant thread, but it is a very mild rant, and involves just as much amusement as frustration, so it ended up here. I am not going insane. I finally figured out why things in my house keep switching themselves off. My roommate is concerned with the environmental impact of things like the printer and the computer speakers being in standby mode all the time, and has started going around and turning things off and/or unplugging them. The rant bit was going to be about me sending a job to the printer, for the second time in a week, and coming back ten minutes later, on my way out the door, to discover that my documents had not printed because the printer was off.
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"Trans Am Jesus" is "what hanged me"
I am not going insane. I finally figured out why things in my house keep switching themselves off.
You realize these are not mutually exclusive, right?
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"Her eyes in certain light were violet, and all her teeth were even. That's a rare, fair feature: even teeth. She smiled to excess, but she chewed with real distinction." - Eleanor of Aquitaine
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"spinach" salad. The shrimp was okay, but dammit, tossing a few spinach leaves in a bunch of chopped lettuce does NOT a friggin' spinach salad make. Then they tossed it with a dressingish thing, so I assumed I didn't need to grab any dressing to go with it. The stupid salad was tasteless. I found some runny salsa to throw on top of it, but it wasn't enough.
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Also known as the Joan Rivers Child Traumatizing Stretch.
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