Buzzkill of the Day
Books are friends, not food.
Also, I'm sorry for your lost day. RIP Day.
The British do everything fancier, The DMV is driver awareness over there, safety courses are seminars where they serve tea and biscuits instead of instant coffee and stale donuts.
James had to do a driver safety course ages ago and the instructor was British and spent the entire several hours ranting about how roundabouts were safer than four way stops and America road designers were idiots.
In the UK they're called speed awareness courses. I have no idea what they're called in the USA or what it's going to be like, but my sister says that it's not a telling off session, thank god.
I am secretly freaking out about driving in the States. I hope it's not too complicated! And yeah, it's weird that you guys don't have roundabouts.
Wait, there are no roundabouts in the US?
I didn't drive in the US when I was there (didn't have my licence yet), but some things about the traffic confused me, like all the u-turns.
Driving in the US confuses everybody.
Tuffy the Dump Truck may rarely increase the risk of a heart attack or stroke. The risk may be greater if you have heart disease or increased risk for heart disease (for example, due to smoking, family history of heart disease, or conditions such as high blood pressure or diabetes), or with longer use. Tuffy should not be taken right before or after heart bypass surgery. Also, Tuffy may infrequently cause serious (rarely fatal) bleeding from the stomach or intestines. This effect can occur without warning symptoms at any time while taking Tuffy. Older adults may be at higher risk for this effect. (See also Precautions and Drug Interactions sections.) Stop taking Tuffy and get medical help right away if you notice any of the following rare but serious side effects: bloody or black/tarry stools, persistent stomach/abdominal pain, vomit that looks like coffee grounds, chest/jaw/left arm pain, shortness of breath, unusual sweating, weakness on one side of the body, sudden vision changes, slurred speech. Ask your doctor if Tuffy is right for you.
I didn't drive in the US when I was there (didn't have my licence yet), but some things about the traffic confused me, like all the u-turns.
There are, but they are quite rare, and tend to be on smaller roads. As far as I've seen. It's bizarre because I think it's just a matter of US drivers being intimidated by roundabouts.
Buzzkill: The landlord here told me that because we had such a problem when I first moved in, I'd get the laundry tokens for free. Well guess what showed up on my bill. A charge for laundry. He charged me for 2 tokens. He gave me three, but he wasn't supposed to charge me, was the point. Every month it's something with this guy, I swear. I just want to live here until I don't have to anymore and be done with it, Christ.
That landlord can take those tokens, and shove 'em where the sun don't shine!!!
We have one large roundabout at the edge of our village. Yes, I said village. It's officially termed a village here.
He's just a giant scam artist. Maybe it was an accident, so I'll talk to him when I can, but it's kind of annoying to deal with this all the time.
More vet misery.
I took Henry back because his runny eye/sneezing hasn't stopped since last time and also when I shaved a patch of him I found a mole. He's still really matted but I stopped shaving him after finding the mole as I was convinced he had skin cancer.
So the vet was really, really cold with me as if I don't look after him! I DO brush him almost every day but my issue is he hates it, he won't stick around, he gives me warning bites. This year he's been getting away with it because of the kitten, because the kitten has stressed him out so bad so I felt really guilty It is my fault but it's not that I don't care. You all know that though right?
So he has a blocked tear duct and needs eye drops every day, three times and hopefully this will flush it out.
The mole, it's kind of funny, the vet said he had no idea what it was and hadn't seen anything like it before. It reminded me of that episode of Friends with Ross's thing (was it called a coonis? Kunis? Mila Kunis?). Surely the fact I rush my cat to the vet because he has a runny eye and I am flapping about a mole shows I don't neglect him.
Ugh! They don't see what he's like! He goes in and he has these massive sad eyes and he stays low and still like he's beaten and as soon as we get home we let him out of the case and he struts about like a lion again. Yesterday he swiped a bit of sandwich out of my hand as I raised it to my mouth! He's not this miserable creature they think he is. I feel guilty enough already about the mats, I don't need it layered on by vets too =(
Seems like French can use their legendary bargaining skills/power for good or bad. They can be cultured and democratic, or shifty and sell salt to a snail.
That's what it seems like to me.
We have several roundabouts in my town near me, but they are on the outer more rural highway roads as you are leaving, technically within the city limit.
Actually, the just put a really confusing roundabout in in a busier area, it is like a double roundabout, has an inner and outer circle and you get easily crossed the wrong way and mixed up and end up just doing circles weaving in and out of the inner and outer part for an hour then giving up and going home when you escape, finally. exhausting.
Amii, can you find a new vet? that isn't right that yours treats you like that at all.
This phrase is funny for a number of reasons. Anyways, he's not French, he's Indian. But he knows how to do things the Parisian way.
Anyways, I spoke to my friend, and she had a good point. It may be that it was an accident. In fact, when I went to get the tokens, there was a girl there who was helping him, and perhaps she marked me down on the list and then applied the charge to my account without knowing about the arrangement. I'll go speak to him tomorrow and hopefully it'll be resolved. It's only 7 euros, but it's the principle behind it, considering I've had a big problem with him already.
Amii, can you find a new vet? that isn't right that yours treats you like that at all.
Today a different vet was there, I guess the other is off sick.
I know how bad his fur is but we are actually booking him in at that vets to be completely shaved and it hasn't happened before. He has had patches shaved last year but he is basically fully matted right now.
The vet said he isn't grooming himself properly either and that's why it's so bad. That's confusing too though because he grooms himself all the time. I don't get it! This year his fur has just gone so crazy.
I'm so tired. Lucy's sleeping is all funny and I'm suffering.
Also my boss lied to our bigger boss, and I had a meeting with the bigger boss and I told the truth and now I'm in this really awkward situation.
This may sound weird, but what I have found with doctors, with my kids, if they start to cop an attitude you they calm down and treat well if you get humble about them being the doctor, you need their help, they are the knowledgeable ones et cetera.
I know you do not neglect Henry, and I hope the above doesn't come off like neglect my kids, but I have met some mean doctors, the times my kids have had injuries and stuff (when Gabriel had his compound fracture that he had to have surgery for in the forth grade I was asked, literally, 43 different times by different doctors/nurses/receptionist and so on how it happened. Instead of getting offended I just accepted that they are mandatory reporters and the only reason so many people kept asking the same question was his best interest. I knew the truth, that it was an accident and not something I caused from abuse and they were asking over and over because even though they were strangers they both cared and it was their job to make sure it truly was an accident) but just being humble and showing genuine concern and desire for the doctors advice and help goes a very long way for them understanding that you are doing the best you are able.
Thank you. I know you're right, I know they can't possibly think I neglect him really, I'm just ashamed. I'm always really nice and ask loads of questions about how to deal with it. It'll all be over soon anyway because we're booking him for the shave soon! I can't wait. It weighs on my mind terribly.
I think you are a wonderful pet owner and it is clear through your posts how much you truly love your animals.
here is a funny story, about the compound fracture, after he had had his surgery and after all the doctors and nurses and social workers had stopped asking so persistently over and over what happened and started being pleasant about it just being a thing that happened.
It was weeks later and we were at his follow up appointment. waiting for the doctor to come in we were messing with that little rubber hammer thing the docotor uses to check reflexes in the knees.
When the Doc came in he went straight to Gabriel, I was on the other side of the examine room in the corner sort of behind the door (doctor almost crushed me with the door coming in) and Gabe laughed and the very first thing he said to him was
"My Mom hit me with a hammer!"
That doc spun around so fast with a look of pure wrath on his face, like he was going to actually pounce and kill me. I backed up and just held up the little rubber hammer in my hand and sort of squeaked a little. He saw what I was holding and his face washed completely over in relief and then we all laughed for several minutes.
Haha, amazing!
Life is life, Been a storm of shit.
but oh well
As your attorney, my advise to you is to start drinking heavily(er).-Tuffy
This phrase is funny for a number of reasons.
I chortled.
Why do some of my friends think it's ok to invite their boyfriends to my birthday dinner next week? I don't know them and I've purposefully only invited about ten people to the restaurant. Seriously annoying!
*it's my party and I'll cry if I want to...*
Definitely not okay! You should let them know; it is your birthday party, you don't need to spend it with strangers.
I'm glad you agree, Imke! I would never self-invite my boyfriend to their's.
If we were meeting in central London for drinks I wouldn't mind so much but a sit-down dinner full of randoms is awkward!
I just burst into tears because I looked at the time when it was 12 on the dot, the time Alice in Wonderland started when I went to see it. That was the last time I ever saw A, 3 years ago.
If we were meeting in central London for drinks I wouldn't mind so much but a sit-down dinner full of randoms is awkward!
Absolutely. I would never just invite other people to a birthday party. Very strange.
If we were meeting in central London for drinks I wouldn't mind so much but a sit-down dinner full of randoms is awkward!
Absolutely. I would never just invite other people to a birthday party. Very strange.
This girl who was a real bitch but sometimes admirably so was having a leaving-do at a restaurant and on the Facebook group she outright said, "Don't bring any partners unless I know them!" and I wished I had the guts to demand things.
It's a given with me though, I'd never invite anyone to another friend's party. It's strange how some other people don't care so much.
I wouldn't bring a date without asking first.
What's a leaving-do?
A leaving party.
If we were meeting in central London for drinks I wouldn't mind so much but a sit-down dinner full of randoms is awkward!
Absolutely. I would never just invite other people to a birthday party. Very strange.
This girl who was a real bitch but sometimes admirably so was having a leaving-do at a restaurant and on the Facebook group she outright said, "Don't bring any partners unless I know them!" and I wished I had the guts to demand things.
It's a given with me though, I'd never invite anyone to another friend's party. It's strange how some other people don't care so much.
Haha, I admire her too!
I can't even use the yucky "girl's night only" excuse as I've invited three guys (one being my boyfriend, obviously). It's also a Monday night so I can hardly pretend the restaurant will be too full to accomodate an extra handful!
I've hinted that people aren't bringing significant others to one of my friends who wanted to bring his awful 45-year old-boyfriend and he was okay about it. The other person who asked me I kind of said yes to because she put me on the spot and relations with her are a bit strained and I don't want to make things even worse.
I am my own worst enemy to be honest.
Don't concentrate on that. Just have a good time.
If you won't tell those party crashers to kick rocks, get yourself a 2nd in charge bitch(who loves to be a bitch) to pre-kick them out for you. Just give them everyone's number to confirm who is and isn't coming. They can disinvite for you, well in advance of your party over the phone. Believe me, she or he will enjoy it. And you will be glad too. And that will be part of their gift to you.
Kitty gets mats. She'll lay on my all day until I pick up a brush or scissors, then she's off. I started having her shaved a year or two ago. The lion cut is pretty adorable and it's fun to see how tiny she is under all that hair. Her hair is grown all the way out right now, I probably won't shave her again until it warms up.
"I'm glad I live in the GPS era. In a different century, I would've set off to visit the other side of the village and wandered off into the mountains and been eaten by a carnivorous plant. Or discovered the Americas."
-LaJessica
Yaknow, if you read this a certain way, it's hilarious.
Tuffy the Dump Truck may rarely increase the risk of a heart attack or stroke. The risk may be greater if you have heart disease or increased risk for heart disease (for example, due to smoking, family history of heart disease, or conditions such as high blood pressure or diabetes), or with longer use. Tuffy should not be taken right before or after heart bypass surgery. Also, Tuffy may infrequently cause serious (rarely fatal) bleeding from the stomach or intestines. This effect can occur without warning symptoms at any time while taking Tuffy. Older adults may be at higher risk for this effect. (See also Precautions and Drug Interactions sections.) Stop taking Tuffy and get medical help right away if you notice any of the following rare but serious side effects: bloody or black/tarry stools, persistent stomach/abdominal pain, vomit that looks like coffee grounds, chest/jaw/left arm pain, shortness of breath, unusual sweating, weakness on one side of the body, sudden vision changes, slurred speech. Ask your doctor if Tuffy is right for you.
Now that I have, I agree.
Also I want to see a pic of the lion cut. On your cat. Feline.
Oh, boys.
"I'm glad I live in the GPS era. In a different century, I would've set off to visit the other side of the village and wandered off into the mountains and been eaten by a carnivorous plant. Or discovered the Americas."
-LaJessica
I was really talking about your cat though. There's no way out of the innuendo...
Post of pic of the lion cut on your Felis silvestris catus.
I lost all my pictures when I left my phone out in the rain. This is the best I have.
"I'm glad I live in the GPS era. In a different century, I would've set off to visit the other side of the village and wandered off into the mountains and been eaten by a carnivorous plant. Or discovered the Americas."
-LaJessica
Awwww.
That's a pretty fucking great photo.
My friend asked me for help on something, and because of stress and other people pissing her off, at some point I said something that upset her because it made me sound like her father, I guess. I was just trying to help and be honest about her work, but it made her annoyed.
I don't like when I try to help people and still manage to annoy them somehow.
Kitty gets mats. She'll lay on my all day until I pick up a brush or scissors, then she's off. I started having her shaved a year or two ago. The lion cut is pretty adorable and it's fun to see how tiny she is under all that hair. Her hair is grown all the way out right now, I probably won't shave her again until it warms up.
Thanks, Henry legs it if he sees the brush. Anyway, he's booked in for a shave on Monday 
My friend asked me for help on something, and because of stress and other people pissing her off, at some point I said something that upset her because it made me sound like her father, I guess. I was just trying to help and be honest about her work, but it made her annoyed.
I don't like when I try to help people and still manage to annoy them somehow.
that sucks
if she is any sort of reasonable she probably feels pretty bad about it herself
My friend asked me for help on something, and because of stress and other people pissing her off, at some point I said something that upset her because it made me sound like her father, I guess. I was just trying to help and be honest about her work, but it made her annoyed.
I don't like when I try to help people and still manage to annoy them somehow.
that sucks
if she is any sort of reasonable she probably feels pretty bad about it herself
Yeah, she was having a bad day, she's got a lot going on to stress her out, etc. This city is really draining on her, and while she's not the kind of person to be obvious about being sorry, I'm sure she is. Everything is fine now, we're talking like nothing happened.
I'm glad you guys are fine now then.
My buzzkill is that I went to Target to buy a bunch of leggings, as was down to two pair in decent condition and since I almost always wear a skirt this is a problem, and saw that there were a bunch of knit tights on sale for six or four dollars a pair.
I usually wear the footless leggings but figured for six or four dollars I could dig the footed tights ones since they were thick enough to be warm. So i bought a whole bunch of them, instead of a couple pairs or the ten or twenty dollar footless leggings.
Anyway, the buzzkill part... I am afraid they all may be to small for me! maybe that was why they were on clearance.
When I put a pair on right now, even though they are supposed to be good for someone up to 5'11", they wouldn't pull all the way up easily. Like the crotch was between my thighs. (i hate the word crotch). I had to go all the way to the toes and really shimmy them up as much as I could to get them up high enough and it is all tight and not comfortable and I poked a hole in one of the legs with my finger pulling so hard! 
Now I am worried that all the other pairs will be crappy like this too ans I should have just gone with what I wanted originally. I should have gone somewhere better than Target!
It's Monday so that means it's group work day =/
Fabulous, I have to be on antibiotics again! The ladies must know why I hate those.
I will never ever complain about my job online. But some days, lawd.
Haley bought me this Sega/NES system for Christmas and we finally got around to getting some games for it so we played them all weekend, including Super Mario 3, which i proceeded to accidentally step on and destroy yesterday. It was sad, that was the one we played the most. That cracking sound was horrible.
Nooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!
If you have a working NES get Battle Kid: Fortress of Peril. It's the newest NES game (made in 2010). Really hard but really good.
So will the more observant men.
Tuffy the Dump Truck may rarely increase the risk of a heart attack or stroke. The risk may be greater if you have heart disease or increased risk for heart disease (for example, due to smoking, family history of heart disease, or conditions such as high blood pressure or diabetes), or with longer use. Tuffy should not be taken right before or after heart bypass surgery. Also, Tuffy may infrequently cause serious (rarely fatal) bleeding from the stomach or intestines. This effect can occur without warning symptoms at any time while taking Tuffy. Older adults may be at higher risk for this effect. (See also Precautions and Drug Interactions sections.) Stop taking Tuffy and get medical help right away if you notice any of the following rare but serious side effects: bloody or black/tarry stools, persistent stomach/abdominal pain, vomit that looks like coffee grounds, chest/jaw/left arm pain, shortness of breath, unusual sweating, weakness on one side of the body, sudden vision changes, slurred speech. Ask your doctor if Tuffy is right for you.
I'm neither a lady nor an observant man because I have no idea what we're talking about. 
I just spent 5 hours at the DMV to be sent home with nothing accomplished. So that means I will have to wait another 5 hours to possibly not get anything straightened out yet again. At least I finished a book while waiting and that I ate before.