Is that the same Robert Bly who's a copywriting/marketing guru?

No, different Bob. Nevermind.

I can hear the Board from where I'm sitting (Good News Bad News thread for more details). The downside of not being there is they can misrepresent things.

YES I DID minute that X was going to join the Board - check the Appendix
(actually they just have while I was typing that)
BUT IT WASN'T given as an action point and NO-ONE said I should be contacting X to attend this meeting.

Grrrrr. They've spent about 5 minutes bemoaning the fact that X isn't at this meeting, and why not and was he contacted and why not and blah blah blah.

I actually do a good job here (Cellar visits notwithstanding) and it's annoying when people try to suggest it's me that's let something slip.
I have no contact details for the man, nor was I given any.
It was not minuted as an action point because no-one brought it up as such - it was minuted exactly as it was discussed - as information only - "X will be attending the next Board Meeting."

Sorry, very petty. I just don't like it when people pass the buck.

ETA In fact rereading this it is incredibly petty. I must remember not everything is meant as a personal criticism!

Once again, "daddy".

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6hHjctqSBwM

"Bag full of God." lol! I love them all- long time....
Plath rocks.

It's a good thing I didn't have Internet service for the past few days or y'all would "hear" me bitching mightily about having no friggin' electric either.

But we're back online, in every sense. I do however want to complain about school. The kids' school was closed till today. MY school was not. Well, Brianna's and mine. :) That royally sucked. Especially when teachers still expected papers typed and not handwritten, and online assignments done...blargh.

I actually typed a two-page paper on a MANUAL TYPEWRITER. ugh. There's a reason why the word processor was invented.

Here's another thing to bitch about. I read Beowulf twice, once for a class I took Spring quarter, and now this time. Took a quiz yesterday. I got a whopping 50%. Whoo hoo, there goes my GPA!

I guess the teacher makes up for it by being so damn sexy (sigh) He's this young, tall, rugged-looking Brit with a Scottish accent that comes out when he reads Seamus Heaney's translation, as it should be. Yum.

Oh hai, rev-ing motorcycle guy! I hear you're back in my 'hood again. We thought you were so cool last night, when you were leaving the bar at 2:30 am. So, were you finally able to impress one of those hawt drunk chicks with your awesomely loud crotch rocket? It sounded like you had to work really hard at it; I hope it paid off for you. If not, at least you wouldn't have been insulted when she told you to fuck off...since you couldn't hear her.

'Til 2:30 tonight!

Invest in a few dozen cheap cable locks and go out into the street and lock the rear wheel while the bike is parked. Do it stealthy like so you don't get the crap kicked out of you. Kewl.

But wouldn't that just keep him there longer, still able to rev to his heart's content?

Apartment complex shut the water off until 6 tonight. ugh I hate it.

Mildly irritating me RFN is my inability to find a picture.
It would go really well in the FAWET thread.
I took it before a hike, of all my gear all laid out.
I know it is on my computer (and in My Pictures) because it sometimes pops up on my screensaver which is set to wander randomly through this folder.
It must be at the start on one of my hikes, and I have only a few which it might be.
Can I find the bugger?
Nope.

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

I'm sorry. I stole it.

You are so NOT sorry about my thingies. ;)

Don't look at me like I'm not sorry. Why, I'm the sorriest son of a gun this side of the Pecos.

Oh, whoops. :blush:

I feel your pain.

Oh hai two young lads on a little monkey bike! I know, why not tear-arse round the streets, especially the two I work on? No, don't put on any protective gear or observe any of the rules of the road, we can tell you're illegal anyway. Yes, buzz past the pubs and rev up in front of the flats because we know you're savouring how rebellious you are. I wish some of my slightly-less-law-abiding-than me customers were as noise sensitive as I was. Or that you'd made one of their kids have to run across the road because you came out of nowhere. Why? Because they'd wait for you to come round again and punch you off the annoying blarty little thing. And serve you right because that's about the only reprimand you'd understand.

just hobble out in the street with a cane. When they buzz you, shove the cane in the spokes. Tell the cops they tried to run you down. ;)

Everybody.

Everything.

*sing-songs* I know who he is...I know who he is!!!

He's a Yorkshire native. V. sexy.

*sighs*

Uh, good work in college there, girls.:rolleyes:

all because one Yorkshire man is a sex god?

Nah.

and I HATED frikkin' Carrie Bradshaw---so there.

It's killing me, I want to see that tattoo on his arm. What is it?

And hey...

Why is it that when guys talk about a hot teacher, nobody gets on their case about misplaced priorities? Huh?

Have you two actually managed to meet, yet?

No....my fault. I missed Juni on thursday----had a bitch of a week and overslept. I really hope we can meet---we're right on campus at the same time on T/R!

Juni---I'm in the Creative Arts building T/R---where are you?

We men have our needs.

I start out in Millett then head over to UH. Say, do you park over in Lot 20? We've probably seen each other but I don't know what you look like! You got a pic online here someplace? I'm over in the RFN thread.

When we DO manage to get together, we need to post a photo here! :D

I was thinking maybe we could even manage to take a class together next quarter... (giggle) Is Professor Mac teaching anything else you need? ;)

the only pic I've seen of Bri was derinitely NSFL20

OK, enough about that. I had a crappy day and I want to vent about it.

First off, I had a history exam. I do not like this history teacher. I had history 102 last year - the medieval era - and that prof was wonderful, even though his wife died right in the middle of the quarter he kept truckin' on, what a professional. This guy is a cranky old bat. This is 103, covering the late 1700's to the present. I like history, but this guy makes it terribly unlikeable. It seems to bore HIM. Plus he's a flaming liberal. I hate when professors infuse their own politics into the lectures.

So I had that test, and I didn't really do as well on it as I'd have liked. I was up till about 1 a.m. last night studying, which is early for me, except that I've been chronically sleep deprived for the past four weeks anyway, so it didn't help my mood.

6 a.m., beep beep...time to get kids off to school. (yawn)

All was well till my 3rd class, sociology. I was looking forward to getting my graded paper back, because I worked hard on it and I'm usually pretty good at writing papers. I mean, you know, I am a writer - if I can do anything, I can write. So I go up to retrieve it, and she gives me this funny, sad look and says "if you have any questions, let me know..."

It's a friggin 69!!!!!

With a big purple stamp that says SEE THE WRITING CENTER.

Granted, I usually write copy for businesses and feature articles, which is different from writing academic papers. But all the papers I've written thus far (two quarters' worth) have gotten rave reviews. This was a total SLAP in the face and I was just so unprepared for it that I actually started crying right there in class.

Part of my emotional display was pure fatigue, I know that. (sigh) I grabbed my stuff and left. I sat in the stairwell and cried for a while, then I went home and cried some more. Yeah, I'm kind of emotional. Can't help it.

Finally I decided to just drop the class. I was torn on this. I wanted to stay in the class and re-submit the paper (if we get below 70, we're allowed a 2nd chance, which she *hinted* was why she graded it so low, she wanted to give me that chance to get an A... at least I think that's what she said, I was too busy boohooing) just to prove I COULD. But the thing is, I don't need this class. I just took it because 5 classes is the same price as 4, and I thought it was going to be interesting. Isn't that stupid? So why kill myself over a class I don't need anyway? It's writing intensive too, so I'd have to write three more of these papers. Screw it, that's a lot of time I could devote to the classes I DO need.

Thanks for letting me vent. I feel better now. Sort of.

Juni, she gave you a "69" and suggested that you see her privately. Can't you take a hint???

I'm sorry you had a sucky day... Hang in there it'll be better.

But I had to laugh at this:
If I had one of those stamps at work, I'd go through an ink pad a week!!

Oh EWWWWW! This woman must weigh at least 400 pounds. :headshake

That doesn't mean she doesn't need some lovin'.

Thanks for making me laugh. :)

Hey there, size-ist!
Still, good to know that if she's been 120 pounds you'd be munching some rug... ;)

"Mildly irritating" may be an understatement, but this doesn't rise to the level of upsetting.

This morning I had a 9:00 meeting at work. Mrs. Dallas was scheduled for a 10:00AM appointment to have her allergies (or lack of) evaluated.

So I dropped Young Master Dallas at school and continued on to work, where I went immediately to the meeting. (Executive summary: We can do reporting based on information that's in the database. Yes, somebody can go through and eyeball things, but it's really better to have things tracked in the database.)

At 9:40 the meeting is all but over, except for the confirmation of items to be done. I get a txt msg from Mrs. Dallas saying that she fell while leaving the house to take Miss Dallas to the doctor and she's not sure if she'll be able to drive. I take 2 more minutes to wrap up the meeting. Call both their cell phones; no answer at either. Call home phone. Miss Dallas answers. "Mom is still sitting in the car. She said it hurts pretty bad." So she took the phone out, and I told her I was coming home.

Meanwhile the time for the allergist is approaching. We got a friend to drive Miss Dallas in for her appointment. Meanwhile I took Mrs. Dallas to the doctor & then to the hospital for an xray. While waiting for her, I gave the allergist Miss Dallas' medical history over my cell phone.

We're now all back home. (Xray results due within 2-3 hours.)

I hope Mrs. Dallas is OK.

Hope it's not too bad!

That sucks, SD. Hope all is well!

Let us know how Mrs. Dallas is---good vibes your way.

Now. about your executive meeting: did anyone mention the TPS reports?

:D

srsly--hope all is well!

The art teacher that teaches the young rembrant's class Ripley is taking has a red swingline stapler. she'd never seen the movie.

http://www.yunasville.com/img/102005/milton.jpg

I think everyone imagines SD with his handy red Swingline.

I know I do.

Just remember, I only swing it for certain very special people.

At any rate, it's just a sprain. I think I will be home tomorrow, though.. the schools here close for Rosh Hoshana, and I don't think it's the greatest idea to leave her home with both of them bouncing around.

Steve it's times like this, and blizzards, which can be kind of cool. Once the pain simmers down, you'll all find yourselves in a remade relationship. ahh I'm pretty tired, you know what I mean. You can be out of your usual roles for a bit.

Could be worse, it could have been your fault, Kyle.
Oh wait, it is... we just don't know how/why yet. :lol2:

My throat hurts and my head and eyes ache in a way that I know means I'm going to be getting a nasty cold. Damn it.

Load up on zinc! Quick!

ur next ex's graphical text.

time zone redirection

I have a GOL DANG QUESTION! **Why** are there three different GMT timezones. Why don't they all have the same freakin time??? Hello, McFly? wtf?

The sick feeling in my stomach that I have right now before my stats test.

I was asked at an interview this morning, a question that was easy and I screwed up. In fact it was such a dumb question that my mind went blank.

Interviewer: Which of these businesses that you have worked for was the most business-y, would you say?

Me: duh well...they all were business-y in their own way...duh..uhh..I'm not sure what you mean...uuh..

Cicero-0

Interviewer-10

It looks like I lost that one!

Actually, that is a weird question. How the hell does anyone answer that the right way?

It's a stupid question.

What is the interviewer hoping to learn from such a question? How do you handle non sequitors?

I think its a good question because you say bidness A. The interviewer asks why A? Your answer tells them what you think is important. I can see dropping the ball when asked cold though. "Well my boss at A used to hook us up with coke at Christmas-time but all the guys at B used to get together on weekends to cook meth, that just isn't very professional, management shouldn't mix with the worker bees."

Can I crib that Griff?

have at :)

I got it. I got the fucking cold. it is teh scuk.

fuckshitdamnpisshell'

my ankle hurts and i have a toothache too.

i'm angered over it.

rodents

"Business-y"

Is that even a cromulent word?

I read *waaaah waaaaah suchagirlboutbeingsick waaaaah*

But I will offer my sincerest...

Awwwww LJ, thats awful honey, hope you feel better soon and Jinx dotes on you every moment :)

ch'ya

I will punch you right in the ovaries.

It's very cromulent.

and it made me lol.

You wouldnt hit a girl :)