As would have mentioned 2 days ago had I not been....
a) running late for work on Thursday.
b) unable to connect to the Net for much of Friday...
HAPPY BELATED 35th BIRTHDAY Nick Heidfeld.
Work was a disaster. No left-over snacks from the wedding for morning tea, and my Subway chicken schnitzel for lunch got nicked while I was getting a coke from the fridge. Well hopefully the silly cow who got my lunch choked on it because I certainly did not enjoy hers! It was shaved chicken with tomato in the salad, and covered in condiments. Yech! I hate having stuff run out all over my hands while I'm trying to eat.
So I treated myself to a McFlurry after work. That was very nice.
Getting home was a drama. Bloody 955 bus pulled out as I was running for it. I suppose the driver's watch was fast, as it was only 2.23pm according to the bus station clock.
Made a Moroccan Lamb in the crock pot yesterday. Turned out very well, even if I do say so myself. The Brook Bar 'n Bistro has nothing on this old silver cat!
And when I was finally able to get on-line I discovered - as I suspected on Thursday morning, that I missed a middle of the night episode of Sons & Daughters. Don't know how. I faithfully go through the DVR program guide every night to make sure ch7 or 72 don't know something that TV Week doesn't.
Well here we are - song # 1754 - and finally my favourite Mel Torme song.
Still haven't heard Room Service - Iain Matthews.
I'm fighting with a couple of women on Round Table - regarding abortion.
It seems I'm a bully? Hey, I'm not the one who is in favour of ripping an infant apart in it's mother's womb with a suction device. And I'm not for pulling the baby out by the legs until only the head is unborn, and then stabbing him in the neck.
I even showed pictures and still these two don't believe me.
Denial is a very strong sentiment.
Well as the picture someone posted on fb says : TRUTH is the new HATE.
Got back to Sims as I'm getting bored with Bob Hawke - even though he was an improvement on Whitlam.
Mystery: What happened to Alistair Scott's maid? Did she quit after he got married? Well I've staged several marriages this last week or so, and the Corleos, Iains, and Frasers are still getting their messes cleaned. (The Fromages moved, so they had to re-hire.)
And then the water on the Scott's bathroom floor disappeared during the night. I'm sure the maid did not sneak in on a late shift as their kitchen was still a shambles the next day. The game has it in for the Scotts. They've had robberies, breakages, fines, and now the new missus has gone from a §1,000 a day job to a §400. They can't even afford a plasma TV. (Yeah, I know the cheats, but that's no fun.)
I remodelled the Corleo's upper storey while I was at it. Still trying to get Phil and Veronique married off. At least they now fancy one another.
Going out with Dave shortly, so gotta go.
b) unable to connect to the Net for much of Friday...
HAPPY BELATED 35th BIRTHDAY Nick Heidfeld.
Work was a disaster. No left-over snacks from the wedding for morning tea, and my Subway chicken schnitzel for lunch got nicked while I was getting a coke from the fridge. Well hopefully the silly cow who got my lunch choked on it because I certainly did not enjoy hers! It was shaved chicken with tomato in the salad, and covered in condiments. Yech! I hate having stuff run out all over my hands while I'm trying to eat.
So I treated myself to a McFlurry after work. That was very nice.
Getting home was a drama. Bloody 955 bus pulled out as I was running for it. I suppose the driver's watch was fast, as it was only 2.23pm according to the bus station clock.
Made a Moroccan Lamb in the crock pot yesterday. Turned out very well, even if I do say so myself. The Brook Bar 'n Bistro has nothing on this old silver cat!
And when I was finally able to get on-line I discovered - as I suspected on Thursday morning, that I missed a middle of the night episode of Sons & Daughters. Don't know how. I faithfully go through the DVR program guide every night to make sure ch7 or 72 don't know something that TV Week doesn't.
Well here we are - song # 1754 - and finally my favourite Mel Torme song.
Still haven't heard Room Service - Iain Matthews.
I'm fighting with a couple of women on Round Table - regarding abortion.
It seems I'm a bully? Hey, I'm not the one who is in favour of ripping an infant apart in it's mother's womb with a suction device. And I'm not for pulling the baby out by the legs until only the head is unborn, and then stabbing him in the neck.
I even showed pictures and still these two don't believe me.
Denial is a very strong sentiment.
Well as the picture someone posted on fb says : TRUTH is the new HATE.
Got back to Sims as I'm getting bored with Bob Hawke - even though he was an improvement on Whitlam.
Mystery: What happened to Alistair Scott's maid? Did she quit after he got married? Well I've staged several marriages this last week or so, and the Corleos, Iains, and Frasers are still getting their messes cleaned. (The Fromages moved, so they had to re-hire.)
And then the water on the Scott's bathroom floor disappeared during the night. I'm sure the maid did not sneak in on a late shift as their kitchen was still a shambles the next day. The game has it in for the Scotts. They've had robberies, breakages, fines, and now the new missus has gone from a §1,000 a day job to a §400. They can't even afford a plasma TV. (Yeah, I know the cheats, but that's no fun.)
I remodelled the Corleo's upper storey while I was at it. Still trying to get Phil and Veronique married off. At least they now fancy one another.
Going out with Dave shortly, so gotta go.