This broad (not my SO's roommates gf) that he brought home from the bar will not stfu. I have tried turning a small fan on but this bitch has woken me more than once with her loud giggling. I may have given her the stink eye after being woken up AGAIN for the 3rd time. I looked at his roommate and said, really the loudest one? All he said was, have at her she won't be back. So I did.
0 fucks given. Take your Uber or ill call it for you at this fucking point! I need 2 more hours sleep.
This broad (not my SO's roommates gf) that he brought home from the bar will not stfu. I have tried turning a small fan on but this bitch has woken me more than once with her loud giggling. I may have given her the stink eye after being woken up AGAIN for the 3rd time. I looked at his roommate and said, really the loudest one? All he said was, have at her she won't be back. So I did.
0 fucks given. Take your Uber or ill call it for you at this fucking point! I need 2 more hours sleep.
That's really rude of the both of you. Weren't you complaining about your SO's roommate the other day? You can't be mad he wanted you to leave and now you are wanting his guest to leave. Why don't you grab a ride home.
My command's leadership makes a big deal about how everyone should take time off around the holidays, enjoy time with family, relax/recharge, etc. And then we get an "urgent" tasker at 10:30 last night, response needed next week. Happy freaking Holidays.
I was home with my sick kids on Monday. They infected me so I stayed home with them on Tuesday again feeling like shit.
Last night DS couldn't open his eyes because of all of the goop. YAY pink eye. An hour later DD woke up crying because her ear hurt so bad. So the doctor for both of them today.
I really, really, really hope they are better for Christmas.
Post by Mrs.Rad888 on Dec 21, 2016 10:55:24 GMT -5
The congestion that is the main component of my cold has moved from my head to my sinuses. Yay that my head hurts less, but boo that it's making me have these earth-shattering sneezes which make my sinuses feel like they've exploded, then my nose runs like a faucet. My kegels are getting quite the workout, but no snisses so far. I think I'm going to have to wear a pad on the plane Saturday just in case.
This broad (not my SO's roommates gf) that he brought home from the bar will not stfu. I have tried turning a small fan on but this bitch has woken me more than once with her loud giggling. I may have given her the stink eye after being woken up AGAIN for the 3rd time. I looked at his roommate and said, really the loudest one? All he said was, have at her she won't be back. So I did.
0 fucks given. Take your Uber or ill call it for you at this fucking point! I need 2 more hours sleep.
That's really rude of the both of you. Weren't you complaining about your SO's roommate the other day? You can't be mad he wanted you to leave and now you are wanting his guest to leave. Why don't you grab a ride home.
I generally get along with his roommate really. I did consult him before I made a comment and it was the nicest thing I could muster up, just with resting bitch face. I think his roommate also heard me up sick as a dog until 8am & also knew HIS guest was being loud.
So tired. L woke up an hour earlier than she usually does this morning because she had to poop, and I had been awake from 1-2:30, so we both got shorted on sleep. She was weepy at drop off, so I am hoping she'll be OK until naptime/take a good nap.
Last night our neighbor came outside when I got home and asked me if I'd be interested in shoes and clothes for L - they have a daughter around the same age, and she had two big bags of practically new clothes and a bag of practically new shoes her daughter had outgrown. It was SO nice, and I am trying to figure out how to reciprocate. I was already thinking of dropping a holiday card in their mailbox, so I think I might include a VISA gift card now, too.
That's really rude of the both of you. Weren't you complaining about your SO's roommate the other day? You can't be mad he wanted you to leave and now you are wanting his guest to leave. Why don't you grab a ride home.
I generally get along with his roommate really. I did consult him before I made a comment and it was the nicest thing I could muster up, just with resting bitch face. I think his roommate also heard me up sick as a dog until 8am & also knew HIS guest was being loud.
Maybe you should stay at your place. It seems drama happens at BF's place. This whole thing is rubbing me wrong.
I'm trying to make this task I'm working on last all day, because I don't have anything else to work on until my boss seems me something else.
There are SO many treats in the office this week. It's terrible, but I've contributed to it too so I can't complain too much. Everyone is going to gain 5 pounds by the time it's over!
Post by pantsparty on Dec 21, 2016 12:25:31 GMT -5
Last night the doorbell rang. I opened the door without looking because I assumed it was a Target delivery. It was one of our neighbors. He lives about 3 doors down, in his fifties, with his mother. We've met them once before, when they trapped us in our driveway for about 20 minutes. Anyway, it was an invitation for a neighborhood (most likely our street) gathering tomorrow from 4-8. There will be SOUP and SNACKS! Ugh, I do not want to go. First of all, soup is the single worst item to serve at a party. Second, I know there won't be drinks. Third, we already planned on seeing Rogue One so we probably won't be around. But then I feel bummed if no one shows for their little party, and it's a mother and her son just sadly stirring soup. I think we'll be back a little later so I might stop by. H doesn't want to go at all. Neither do I, but I feel like if we're around I should at least stop by.
Why can't we go back to the good old days of barely remembering our neighbors' names? That's the kind of neighborhood where I want to live.
Last night the doorbell rang. I opened the door without looking because I assumed it was a Target delivery. It was one of our neighbors. He lives about 3 doors down, in his fifties, with his mother. We've met them once before, when they trapped us in our driveway for about 20 minutes. Anyway, it was an invitation for a neighborhood (most likely our street) gathering tomorrow from 4-8. There will be SOUP and SNACKS! Ugh, I do not want to go. First of all, soup is the single worst item to serve at a party. Second, I know there won't be drinks. Third, we already planned on seeing Rogue One so we probably won't be around. But then I feel bummed if no one shows for their little party, and it's a mother and her son just sadly stirring soup. I think we'll be back a little later so I might stop by. H doesn't want to go at all. Neither do I, but I feel like if we're around I should at least stop by.
Why can't we go back to the good old days of barely remembering our neighbors' names? That's the kind of neighborhood where I want to live.
lol. The image of the mother and son stirring soup all by their lonesome is depressing me. They'll probably have music playing and the empty bowls all set out waiting for the guests who will never arrive.
Last night the doorbell rang. I opened the door without looking because I assumed it was a Target delivery. It was one of our neighbors. He lives about 3 doors down, in his fifties, with his mother. We've met them once before, when they trapped us in our driveway for about 20 minutes. Anyway, it was an invitation for a neighborhood (most likely our street) gathering tomorrow from 4-8. There will be SOUP and SNACKS! Ugh, I do not want to go. First of all, soup is the single worst item to serve at a party. Second, I know there won't be drinks. Third, we already planned on seeing Rogue One so we probably won't be around. But then I feel bummed if no one shows for their little party, and it's a mother and her son just sadly stirring soup. I think we'll be back a little later so I might stop by. H doesn't want to go at all. Neither do I, but I feel like if we're around I should at least stop by.
Why can't we go back to the good old days of barely remembering our neighbors' names? That's the kind of neighborhood where I want to live.
lol. The image of the mother and son stirring soup all by their lonesome is depressing me. They'll probably have music playing and the empty bowls all set out waiting for the guests who will never arrive.
Last night the doorbell rang. I opened the door without looking because I assumed it was a Target delivery. It was one of our neighbors. He lives about 3 doors down, in his fifties, with his mother. We've met them once before, when they trapped us in our driveway for about 20 minutes. Anyway, it was an invitation for a neighborhood (most likely our street) gathering tomorrow from 4-8. There will be SOUP and SNACKS! Ugh, I do not want to go. First of all, soup is the single worst item to serve at a party. Second, I know there won't be drinks. Third, we already planned on seeing Rogue One so we probably won't be around. But then I feel bummed if no one shows for their little party, and it's a mother and her son just sadly stirring soup. I think we'll be back a little later so I might stop by. H doesn't want to go at all. Neither do I, but I feel like if we're around I should at least stop by.
Why can't we go back to the good old days of barely remembering our neighbors' names? That's the kind of neighborhood where I want to live.
lol. The image of the mother and son stirring soup all by their lonesome is depressing me. They'll probably have music playing and the empty bowls all set out waiting for the guests who will never arrive.
I KNOW. I feel bad. GODDAMMIT if only I hadn't opened the door! We could hide and pretend to be gone!
My other fear is I'll be on the only one there, and trapped FOR HOURS. Maybe I can guilt another neighbor into going. Or I need an excuse ready so I can leave in a half hour, like conveniently timed food poisoning.
lol. The image of the mother and son stirring soup all by their lonesome is depressing me. They'll probably have music playing and the empty bowls all set out waiting for the guests who will never arrive.
I KNOW. I feel bad. GODDAMMIT if only I hadn't opened the door! We could hide and pretend to be gone!
My other fear is I'll be on the only one there, and trapped FOR HOURS. Maybe I can guilt another neighbor into going. Or I need an excuse ready so I can leave in a half hour, like conveniently timed food poisoning.
I have one of these ready for every nighttime gathering I ever go to, basically.
This broad (not my SO's roommates gf) that he brought home from the bar will not stfu. I have tried turning a small fan on but this bitch has woken me more than once with her loud giggling. I may have given her the stink eye after being woken up AGAIN for the 3rd time. I looked at his roommate and said, really the loudest one? All he said was, have at her she won't be back. So I did.
0 fucks given. Take your Uber or ill call it for you at this fucking point! I need 2 more hours sleep.
You sound terrible and your BFs roommate sounds terrible.
"have at her and she won't be back" sounds like such a nice guy.
This broad (not my SO's roommates gf) that he brought home from the bar will not stfu. I have tried turning a small fan on but this bitch has woken me more than once with her loud giggling. I may have given her the stink eye after being woken up AGAIN for the 3rd time. I looked at his roommate and said, really the loudest one? All he said was, have at her she won't be back. So I did.
0 fucks given. Take your Uber or ill call it for you at this fucking point! I need 2 more hours sleep.
You sound terrible and your BFs roommate sounds terrible.
"have at her and she won't be back" sounds like such a nice guy.
Right? Unless I'm reading this wrong he's having a one night stand with a woman whom isn't his girlfriend. AND he's treating her like garbage. This is all kinds of fucked.
Post by themysteriouswife on Dec 21, 2016 14:17:14 GMT -5
The lonely old woman with her adult son stirring soup is giving me giggles. I feel like I need to attend and I wasn't even invited. Maybe take a tin of cookies or a box of coco mix.
Post by pistolshrimp on Dec 21, 2016 14:31:23 GMT -5
I had an interesting run-in with a momtographer this morning that still has me kind of fuming. I'm off today so I'm in the house doing some cleaning when I notice a car pulled over next to our barn/pasture. I didn't think much of it as both are just off the road and people frequently stop to check out the animals. A few minutes later I open the door to let the dog out and notice that someone is in our barn. So I go out to check it out and it is a mom with three kids. She had rearranged hay bales in the barn isle and was posing her kids for pics. I couldn't believe it. I asked what she was doing and she very nonchalantly told me that she was starting a photography business and needed pics to add to her website. I told her that we are not open to the public so then she said she would just take pics outside. We keep the big doors on our barn open most days, but have chains across. We also have signs up noting we are not open to the public for bio-security reasons. My mouth must have been hanging open. I can't believe that she thought it was OK to just enter private property and do as she pleased. Like WTF?!
I had an interesting run-in with a momtographer this morning that still has me kind of fuming. I'm off today so I'm in the house doing some cleaning when I notice a car pulled over next to our barn/pasture. I didn't think much of it as both are just off the road and people frequently stop to check out the animals. A few minutes later I open the door to let the dog out and notice that someone is in our barn. So I go out to check it out and it is a mom with three kids. She had rearranged hay bales in the barn isle and was posing her kids for pics. I couldn't believe it. I asked what she was doing and she very nonchalantly told me that she was starting a photography business and needed pics to add to her website. I told her that we are not open to the public so then she said she would just take pics outside. We keep the big doors on our barn open most days, but have chains across. We also have signs up noting we are not open to the public for bio-security reasons. My mouth must have been hanging open. I can't believe that she thought it was OK to just enter private property and do as she pleased. Like WTF?!
What? OMG. I am dying. Is there any reason she would have to think your barn was somehow open to the public? I am just aghast.
I had an interesting run-in with a momtographer this morning that still has me kind of fuming. I'm off today so I'm in the house doing some cleaning when I notice a car pulled over next to our barn/pasture. I didn't think much of it as both are just off the road and people frequently stop to check out the animals. A few minutes later I open the door to let the dog out and notice that someone is in our barn. So I go out to check it out and it is a mom with three kids. She had rearranged hay bales in the barn isle and was posing her kids for pics. I couldn't believe it. I asked what she was doing and she very nonchalantly told me that she was starting a photography business and needed pics to add to her website. I told her that we are not open to the public so then she said she would just take pics outside. We keep the big doors on our barn open most days, but have chains across. We also have signs up noting we are not open to the public for bio-security reasons. My mouth must have been hanging open. I can't believe that she thought it was OK to just enter private property and do as she pleased. Like WTF?!
I'm shaking my head. This is so ridiculous. I would never look at a barn and think "hmm I think I'll go wander around in there, must be public property." The fact you even need to have signs stating that is crazy to me!
pistolshrimp -What nerve she had! I would have been livid!
My reaction exactly. I kind of wish I had said more to her, but I was mostly just shocked. I couldn't believe she was just so nonchalant about it, like NBD.
To be honest, had she just knocked on the door and asked I probably would have let her into the section of the barn without animals/equipment. Our main concern is people poking around the animals or the equipment storage area and getting hurt.
You sound terrible and your BFs roommate sounds terrible.
"have at her and she won't be back" sounds like such a nice guy.
Right? Unless I'm reading this wrong he's having a one night stand with a woman whom isn't his girlfriend. AND he's treating her like garbage. This is all kinds of fucked.
I'm LOL that she's got the nerve to complain about the guest of the person who actually, you know, lives and pays rent in the apartment when she has no regard for keeping a roommate up all night while she's "sick as a dog."
Dude. If my roommate's significant other came over, while sick, and kept me up until 8:00 am, I'd be shoving them out the door so fast it'd make their head spin.
They all sound like they deserve each other, honestly.