So my back was hurtin' last night, and I popped a Vicoden before bed. I'm beginning to understand why painkillers can be addictive. Having been the complete tee-totaler in college, my recent tiny dips in the pond have been fascinating. Now, I'm not poppin' the Vike like Brett Favre (one every two weeks or so), but I can see why people get hooked ( Read more... )

Its quiet out there tonight in LiveJournal Land.

Too quiet.

Much house cleaning today - this place is a dump! Back is killing me, and now I must decide if I'm going to watch the Stupor Bowl.

Observation: Post something about having a public meeting in a funeral home, get no responses. Post something about what to eat for dinner, spark a conversation. You people are weird.

VOTING TIME!!

Poll

So many choices:

1. Greasy Chinese?
2. Greasy Pizza?
3. Greasy Pasta?
4. Greasy crabcakes and leftovers?
5. Greasy Sandwich?
6. Greasy Vietnamese?

You decide.

Just got back from a public meeting at perhaps the weirdest location I've ever been at for one of these events.  We were told they have a community room, and yes, in fact, they do.  What they didn't tell us is that the room is actually in the basement of the funeral home, nor did they tell us just down the hall from said room (in the basement) is ( Read more... )

Liz has downloaded a mass of music onto my new iPod nano - purely for evaluation purposes. I'm struck by how odd this is - she's downloading songs from the 80's onto a device that, quite frankly, was reverse engineered from UFOs. What a country we live in ( Read more... )

So, 2006 is likely going to be the year of changes ( Read more... )

So, I've spent the entire day re-writing virtually all of the fourteen (14) staff performance profiles. These are, in essence, job descriptions. They were, in essence, written by lobotomized monkey supervisors who apparently didn't know or care how they were supposed to be written. And they're all due by the end of the month. And I blew this ( Read more... )

Ah yes, the meeting of the estranged father of zoonnie .  Well, to be honest, I wasn't sure this was ever going to come to pass, since the last time she and he talked was last February (it didn't end well).  So, we meet up at the funeral home (this just sounds like a bad joke).

He is -

1.  Obnoxious

2.  Self-absorbed

3.  Inappropriate

4.  Crass

5.  Loud

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This entry is largely a placeholder until I get some time to really write. What a weekend ( Read more... )