damn it's 4am already. I really don't want to go spend 9 hours on the short bus. I need a winning lottery ticket, like thats going to happen.
Coffee better be damn strong this morning
Coffee better be damn strong this morning
Suck it up and do a good job.Morning!
After managing to dodge it the first 13 years of my adult life I now must report to the county courthouse for jury duty. Here's to hoping that they for some reason don't like me!
That's the only kind of job I know how to do.Suck it up and do a good job.
pro tipMorning!
After managing to dodge it the first 13 years of my adult life I now must report to the county courthouse for jury duty. Here's to hoping that they for some reason don't like me!
Lean over the cubicle wall and just watch her chew. Bitches hate it when you stare at them while they eat...The cubicle farm neighbor annoyance levels are at DEFCON 5 this morning. The lady in the one behind me is crunching on some sort of granola that sounds like a goat eating rocks, and the lady in front of me is keyboard pounding....loudly. There's an audible sigh - then furious typing....a disgusted "ugh" and then more furious typing.....crunch-crunch....type, type type....crunch-crunch....type-type....
MAKE IT STOP!!!!!
If it's a drug case, just tell them the War on Drugs is an abject failure and that you support the legalization of all illicit drugs and the treatment of their users.Morning!
After managing to dodge it the first 13 years of my adult life I now must report to the county courthouse for jury duty. Here's to hoping that they for some reason don't like me!
The cubicle farm neighbor annoyance levels are at DEFCON 5 this morning. The lady in the one behind me is crunching on some sort of granola that sounds like a goat eating rocks, and the lady in front of me is keyboard pounding....loudly. There's an audible sigh - then furious typing....a disgusted "ugh" and then more furious typing.....crunch-crunch....type, type type....crunch-crunch....type-type....
MAKE IT STOP!!!!!
"I can listen to my music at a reasonable volume..." -MiltonThe cubicle farm neighbor annoyance levels are at DEFCON 5 this morning. The lady in the one behind me is crunching on some sort of granola that sounds like a goat eating rocks, and the lady in front of me is keyboard pounding....loudly. There's an audible sigh - then furious typing....a disgusted "ugh" and then more furious typing.....crunch-crunch....type, type type....crunch-crunch....type-type....
MAKE IT STOP!!!!!
Do Not Disturb mode is your friend.Boneheaded employee wakes me with a text at 2:30 am to let me know that he's sick and won't be in. At 7:00. Apparently his sleep is more important than mine.
Dog sees me out of bed and thinks "oh, it's time to get up;" whines to go out, whines to be fed, wants to play. This morning already feels a week long.
When I used to do a lot of long distance riding I would actually gain weight. My apetite went through the roof but my metabolism slowed down so much (resting heard rate in the high 30s) I wouldn't burn calories unless I was riding. I'd then dump a bunch of weight in the winter when duration went down but intensity went up.'Morning. Survived the weekend. The sleepover went just as the boy wanted. Fart noises until 1:00am for the boys, giggling until the same for the girls. For obvious reasons, we stayed up until all was quiet on the western front, then laid in bed mostly not sleeping, and got up before any of the little shits woke up and started Nerf gun war again. Not sure if dad or the kid was worse for wear yesterday. Yesterday was a lazy day.
Ok, I have a bone to pick with hormones or something. Before I started the property management career I had a miserable time losing weight. I would exercise relentlessly to no avail. I started my job, started running a few times a week, very short (10 -15 min) runs, that was it, and lot it all. after several years, I got rid of 90% of my "fat clothes". Now that I quit, I'm exercising more than ever, and steadily gaining weight. WTF Mother Nature?! I'm thinking rather than a couple longer runs during the week, I'll switch to the more frequent shorter ones and see what happens. Food intake is about the same. Best guess is I need to be stressed out of my gourd to fit back in my work clothes. So stupid. Good news it I am happy to report that I have more muscles again, making the climbs on my bike much easier and more fun!
Also, my dog is furiously barking at absolutely nothing out the front window. I can't get her to stop. Ghosties.
Hopefully i get my full refund. Switched state of residence because the last 2 years in a row, the state took will over $300 dollars because they failed to take enough from me @$85it looks like I am on pace to get a monstrous tax refund this year.
Unfortunately, we have so many new brewers that I'm "on call" for problem solving until their training is complete.Do Not Disturb mode is your friend.
Maybe you're just big boned ?'Morning. Survived the weekend. The sleepover went just as the boy wanted. Fart noises until 1:00am for the boys, giggling until the same for the girls. For obvious reasons, we stayed up until all was quiet on the western front, then laid in bed mostly not sleeping, and got up before any of the little shits woke up and started Nerf gun war again. Not sure if dad or the kid was worse for wear yesterday. Yesterday was a lazy day.
Ok, I have a bone to pick with hormones or something. Before I started the property management career I had a miserable time losing weight. I would exercise relentlessly to no avail. I started my job, started running a few times a week, very short (10 -15 min) runs, that was it, and lot it all. after several years, I got rid of 90% of my "fat clothes". Now that I quit, I'm exercising more than ever, and steadily gaining weight. WTF Mother Nature?! I'm thinking rather than a couple longer runs during the week, I'll switch to the more frequent shorter ones and see what happens. Food intake is about the same. Best guess is I need to be stressed out of my gourd to fit back in my work clothes. So stupid. Good news it I am happy to report that I have more muscles again, making the climbs on my bike much easier and more fun!
Also, my dog is furiously barking at absolutely nothing out the front window. I can't get her to stop. Ghosties.
My bad.Who is sending 2MB PDF files? The thing is only a couple of pages long. Adjust your preferences!
I like that level of detail. It is so disappointing when you ask for hot, only for it to really be mild.The Thai joint advertises their spice level as "Choose a spice Level: American 0 to 7, Thai Mild, Thai Medium or Thai Hot". Usually we get American mild, 1, for the kids. I picked Thai Medium today.
The waitress informed me Thai Medium is about a 20 on their American scale. I'd probably dial it back to a 15 or 18 on that scale next time, but oh was it good...