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Time to mutter again

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Coroner:: Quincy
Mystify:: confuse
Corroborate:: story
Misinterpret:: words
Humorless:: way
Calculus:: math
Eye for an eye:: tooth for a tooth
CPR:: break a rib
Stitched:: and stapled
Facility:: building

More whining? It’s getting kinda boring.

But unfortunately, that’s all the “big” stuff going on around here.
This would be why I haven’t written anything. The furnace is STILL broken. I’m STILL looking for a job, and the pressure is on from the folks. I STILL haven’t had a date. Hell, I can’t even get people to talk [...]

Brief summary of things:

Can I take the “bullseye” sign off my rear yet?

Sitting at the table, sipping my FIRST cup of coffee today:
So, Sis – this is your Mom’s last week of work. What are your employment plans?
I’ll probably sign on with a temp company for a while, Dad.
Riiiiiiight.

I have a stye on my eye. For the uninformed (and unwilling to google) this means that [...]

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This and that

I got hooked up with bunk beds for the boys from Freecycle. This means that after this weekend, I’ll be sleeping on the sofa. Hopefully Joe will sleep better at night without me right next to him the whole time.

I finally re-found my celtic afghan project. It had gotten buried in the [...]

The things that come out of my mouth….

I’m NOT frigid! I’m just very selective.

COLD! COLD! COLD!

Can ya stand listenin to me whine summore about the frickin frackin furnace not working? The repair dude didn’t show up today. We have space heaters, but the office/computer room isn’t one of the rooms currently being heated.

Yeah, yeah – I know. Get off the computer and go where it’s warm [...]

Muttering on time for once

Week 102

Yoda:: good
Mensa:: smart
Pink:: bits
Text message:: instead of phone
Galactic:: empire
Chicks:: rule
Quesadilla:: YUM!
Backpack:: backpack
Socket:: wrench
Compromise:: as usual

Ten years:

Completely and totally yanking this from MamaDrama:

Where were you ten years ago? Are you where you thought you’d be now?

Where do you think you will be in another 10 years?

You can answer here, or in your own blog.