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Vents?
Anyone need to get anything off their chests? Let it all out!
116 books in 2016
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Re: Vents?
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To add a layer of guilt, he thanked me for being so awesome.
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We got new computers at work the other day (thanks to our new parent company) and they blocked YouTube. Boo.
I also had to listen to my co-worker complain for close to two hours yesterday when her PC wouldn't start up. You're having computer issues, I get it. I don't need to hear about it every 30 mins.
Books read in 2011: 111
Books read in 2012: 100
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Work is insane right now and I just want to curl up in the fetal position and not do anything.
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The ad on left is annoying. I don't give a shit about the League of Angels game. Looks like weird animated porn to me.
DS & I will be having a come-to-Jesus meeting this weekend. He'll be 3 this month, btw. He likes/demands that I lay down with him in his toddler bed to fall asleep every night. I end up laying in there every night for about an hour or so. An hour that I could use to actually talk to my husband, clean up a little better, exercise (yeah, right!), or read. This hour doesn't include the 1/2 hour that I spend reading to him every night. I love doing that! I started this crap even though I knew it wasn't a good idea, so now I have to face the music and get him to lay down without me, which he does at daycare just fine btw. It will not be a fun weekend in my house. By giving in to him early on about this, I just set him up for a tough time now. I am an asshole.
My car didn't start this morning, so I had to wake up M and make him get ready quickly so I could drop him off at the train station and take his car. Which also means that I have to drive to his office later for our planned date night, instead of taking the train (aka, napping).
I also managed to get myself volunteered for a business trip to Montreal this morning. With my boss. And he wants to drive. If I can't figure a way out of this, I might shoot myself.
Kate's Recipe Box || Relatively Bookish
Parties over the holidays? Either don't eat at all or bring my own stuff. And not even necessarily stuff that I can share! Bring in safe chips, random person finishes off a pizza and then reaches into the bag. That bag is no longer safe for me. Or being told that the dip at a party is gluten free as someone dips a pita chip directly into it. That makes it not gluten free safe. So I eat our little snack bag of carrots and raisins while everyone else eats macaroni and cheese and pizza. It's a small thing, but it is so incredibly alienating in this society where we socialize over food.
And then the road trips lately...
Having to research to death where it is safe to eat or bring a stupid amount of road food with us so even if there are no safe restaurants, hey! At least there are meat sticks and chips.
I looove road trips. Or I used to. I used to love going out to eat somewhere local and not even have to worry about it. But hey lady at the last restaurant we went to before coming home, even if your fries don't have any gluten in them it does not make them 100% safe. If they were fried in a fryer with things like onion rings, then no, they are not gluten free.
I feel so high maintenance and annoying asking all these questions about how they prepare food and ingredients in marinades and stuff like that, but I have to.
“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"
"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to."
"I don't much care where –"
"Then it doesn't matter which way you go.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
Izzy and Baby A ~ Adorable Punks
Our LOUD coworker gets bent if other people are loud when she's trying to concentrate on something, but nearly every conversation she has is at a volume suited to a monster truck rally. Today she baked one of those crappy little pizzas in the oven in the kitchen, and the timer alarm kept going off in the middle of a meeting that was happening in that room, but apparently I'm the rude person for interrupting a conversation she was having and informing her that she was possibly burning the pizza but definitely annoying the meeting people.
And for the thousandth time, if people don't quit scheduling meeting on my days off I'm going to lose my shit. I'm sure as hell not coming in for them if they can't be considerate of my life! Just make my schedule a M-F one like everyone else here, and I'll effin' be there!
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