No. Fucking Raisin Bran, which didn't help. I am not a gassy person, but I am farting like an environment-destroying cow and the smell is not something a thriving human being should be capable of producing. I took my kids to the grocery store, and I kept farting and walking away so that people would think it was my kids instead of me.
IIOY, I know more about the status of your colon at any given moment than I do about Chaucer.
Post by StrawberryBlondie on Aug 1, 2014 12:41:52 GMT -5
My FIL who invited himself and his fake wife over to our house for lunch tomorrow said they will reschedule when we told them they could come over at a non-meal time. Cause apparently telling them to come over at 2 means its not a good day for us.
WTF dude. Did you think you could just invite yourself and some woman I've never met over and I'd cook for you?
Post by cattledogkisses on Aug 1, 2014 12:44:28 GMT -5
I am tired and sick and my computer gave me the blue screen of death and I'm ready to go home. Unfortunately I promised H's cousin that I would show her around campus today.
OMG I thought I was tough about these things but no. OMG. I was on a work phone call and threw a laundry basket over that thing, ran upstairs as quietly as possible, and called my husband to beg him to come home he had orkin come out and they were here in like a 1/2 hour. mouse was kind of sick and hardly moved when the Orkin guy picked him up on a sheet of sticky paper. Checked all over the house and yard and we didn't find any droppings or anything so he thinks it was a random mouse. I am still completely skeeved and the Orkin man is my hero
I am conducting my own 2 week countdown to Irish Fest.
Today is "What's the Rumpus" by Gaelic Storm and "Factory" by 7 Nations.
Seven Nations! I love them. I haven't listened to them in forever, I need to go dig them up.
They used to come to Irish Fest but they haven't been in years. Them and Cherish the Ladies. Which makes me sad, cause I love them both in concert for different reasons.
OMG I thought I was tough about these things but no. OMG. I was on a work phone call and threw a laundry basket over that thing, ran upstairs as quietly as possible, and called my husband to beg him to come home he had orkin come out and they were here in like a 1/2 hour. mouse was kind of sick and hardly moved when the Orkin guy picked him up on a sheet of sticky paper. Checked all over the house and yard and we didn't find any droppings or anything so he thinks it was a random mouse. I am still completely skeeved and the Orkin man is my hero
AW: My paper proposal on the departure from the standard of care at Catholic hospitals was accepted at an international conference. So I'm going to be going to Montreal in October to deliver it. (GTG anyone?) I'm pretty excited. Even though my law firm (understandably) asked me to use my academic affiliation rather than referencing them.
That's awesome. But Montreal in October sounds cold! Hawaii has turned me into a hothouse flower.
Did you read the article in the stranger about how catholic hospitals have a near monopoly in Seattle? It's a couple years old but was scary.
OMG I thought I was tough about these things but no. OMG. I was on a work phone call and threw a laundry basket over that thing, ran upstairs as quietly as possible, and called my husband to beg him to come home he had orkin come out and they were here in like a 1/2 hour. mouse was kind of sick and hardly moved when the Orkin guy picked him up on a sheet of sticky paper. Checked all over the house and yard and we didn't find any droppings or anything so he thinks it was a random mouse. I am still completely skeeved and the Orkin man is my hero
You would hate my house. We've given up trying to get rid of our mice. Occasionally the dog will kill one and leave it somewhere for us.
I just have never dealt with one before so it totally freaked me out. the fact that it was hardly moving was even more strange-a few times I really wondered if someone had put a toy on the floor to eff with me
AW: My paper proposal on the departure from the standard of care at Catholic hospitals was accepted at an international conference. So I'm going to be going to Montreal in October to deliver it. (GTG anyone?) I'm pretty excited. Even though my law firm (understandably) asked me to use my academic affiliation rather than referencing them.
That's awesome. But Montreal in October sounds cold! Hawaii has turned me into a hothouse flower.
Did you read the article in the stranger about how catholic hospitals have a near monopoly in Seattle? It's a couple years old but was scary.
I've never been in Montreal in October but have been several times in March and it's been fine. Hell, I was there one time in February and didn't die (although it was -5 degrees in Quebec City during that same trip and that actually did almost kill me).
I'm excited for asdfjkl ! Like, probably excessively so. I just am tickled by you kicking off your grad student life by being able to be all, "well, when I go to montreal for the whateverwhatever conference next month..." WOTs for everybody!!
I mentioned in the makeup thread that my eye is kinda hurty and bloodshot. I just poked and stared at myself for a while, and realized that the inner corner of my bottom right eyelid is swollen. You know, like on the little point? It's very mad. And getting steadily more sore.
My lower right lacrimal punctum is sore and red. am I dying? do I have to stop wearing makeup? Is this just a weird sty?
My googles also informed me that the eye herp is an actual real thing! Did everybody else know this? That you can literally get herpes of the eye? I thought it was just a colorful phrase for an eye infection, but actual herpes. Of the eyeball.
Oh...oh dear. wait. 2 people in my office have had pink eye in the past couple of weeks. Far enough apart that I assumed they were not connected, but who the fuck knows. I don't have pink eye do I? Oh god. Please don't let me have pink eye. How do I know if I have pink eye. I swear my eyeball is getting itchier by the second the more I google around.
ARE YOU SURE??? The thing that just made me close my eyeball search browser window just now was when I got to the part about a swollen eyelid with a bump that changes color, shape or size and I had to take a step back and say, "well...I'm fairly confident I don't have eyelid cancer. Perhaps I should stop searching now." I'm really dying to go home and put a nice clean hot compress on my face and hope this goes away though. I hate this swollen itchy feeling every time I blink.
Also I'm fairly confident that going to Ulta tomorrow morning and testing out various shadows with a bright red puffy eye would earn me some awfully dirty looks.
No. Fucking Raisin Bran, which didn't help. I am not a gassy person, but I am farting like an environment-destroying cow and the smell is not something a thriving human being should be capable of producing. I took my kids to the grocery store, and I kept farting and walking away so that people would think it was my kids instead of me.
There's nothing right about that. I am deeply sorry.
I decided to take my therapist's advice to heart about finding "me" time.
I am currently sitting in a restaurant having lunch. It's a turkey burger smothered in blue cheese. And a glass of unoaked chardonnay.
And I am writing a statement of work. So I can even call this legit work.
And make your lunch tax deductible?
HA! I'm not sure if that'd work. Or, if it did, I'd probably have to split the alcohol out on a separate tab.
Still, I need to work like this every Friday afternoon. Maybe not the booze but just getting out of the office so I can concentrate on in-depth shit that never, ever gets done when I'm being interrupted 5 million times by people walking past my desk or stopping in to ask "one quick question" that turns into a 15 minute discussion.
My cat threw one of her toy mice into the shower with me this morning. Thankfully it was bright pink so I knew it was fake. Otherwise I am sure I would have ripped the curtain down in my rush to get out of there!
Post by laurenpetro on Aug 1, 2014 14:36:12 GMT -5
so my sister and step-bro just had their meeting with the health insurance broker and were told that their plan didn't comply with the ACA and would have to pick a new plan. the new plans they have to choose from cover things they don't like and they're SHOCKED that THEY have to pay for these things (and that their premium is increasing pretty hardcore because their old plan was shit). over lunch they were all "DID YOU KNOOOOOW that WE have to cover PEDIATRIC DENTAL?" and i was like "yeah, i knew that a couple of months ago." then they asked me "how did you know?" well, you know that radio station you keep giving me shit for listening to everyday (NPR) instead of getting Sirius? that's how, asses.
then i got "well why didn't you tell us this?"
because i'm not the business owner. you should pick up a fucking newspaper every once in a while or turn off Fox and you'll actually learn shit and be prepared for all of this.
i'm also not taking their complaints terribly seriously. you lose credibility about being broke when you pay yourselves enough to keep multiple houses and drive BMWs and Range Rovers. sorrynotsorry but you do.
I'm crazy excited for asdfjkl. And I'd love to read your paper when it's done!
I wish I was in an industry where I could do legit research to present at conferences....
One thing I am learning is that EVERY industry is one where you can do legit research to present at conferences. It's all about taking an angle on something that you are sort of uniquely knowledgeable about (and hopefully find interesting) and then couching it in terms of a broader discipline. Seriously, there is NO profession that cannot do this. If you are a professional lawn care person, you could do a paper on the way people tend to prefer one kind of landscaping during economic recessions and it's probably tied to national mood, and who has money and who doesn't blah blah blah. I remembering hearing an NPR segment on the way the depiction of vampires changes in film during times of economic down turn. So... yeah, get that shit in writing and submit it.
this is true. And awesome. And a call to action for me to get off my ass, check out the conference locations for next year for my various professional orgs and pick one to go to just for the fun of it - and then put together a presentatation topic that will allow me to do so fully paid.
I keep telling my boss I like getting out and presenting. I should prove it.
"Not gonna lie; I kind of keep expecting you to post one day that you threw down on someone who clearly had no idea that today was NOT THEIR DAY." ~dontcallmeshirley
I'm crazy excited for asdfjkl. And I'd love to read your paper when it's done!
I wish I was in an industry where I could do legit research to present at conferences....
One thing I am learning is that EVERY industry is one where you can do legit research to present at conferences. It's all about taking an angle on something that you are sort of uniquely knowledgeable about (and hopefully find interesting) and then couching it in terms of a broader discipline. Seriously, there is NO profession that cannot do this. If you are a professional lawn care person, you could do a paper on the way people tend to prefer one kind of landscaping during economic recessions and it's probably tied to national mood, and who has money and who doesn't blah blah blah. I remembering hearing an NPR segment on the way the depiction of vampires changes in film during times of economic down turn. So... yeah, get that shit in writing and submit it.
I sort of did this with the poster presentation I did in October. It was how to build community and concensus thru effective project management. There were a lot of solid, technical and practical pieces, but I have no doubt that it's "off-topic" nature was why it was a poster and not a main preso.
My class sucked so bad today. We started out with our normal game. Then went on a "fun run" that was ~2 miles, and involved sprinting, jumps, lunges, blah blah blah. (I should have carried my water.) Then came back and did weights with sprints in between. 1/2 through I got light headed and had to sit down in the shade. THEN my sunscreen started running in my eyes. ::whine:: At least it's done for the week.
Oh, I'm doing a new workout class tomorrow at 8 fucking AM. A friend has been going to this class for a while and trying to rope me into it. There was a groupon, so I lost my handy excuse of too expensive.
oh sweet jesus it's gonna HURT. It's at an MMA gym and is sorta cardio kickboxing + free weights + HIIT + whatever other torture they come up with.
"Not gonna lie; I kind of keep expecting you to post one day that you threw down on someone who clearly had no idea that today was NOT THEIR DAY." ~dontcallmeshirley