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Post by Pixi on Oct 20, 2009 7:48:45 GMT -5
Well, I survived the return to work, although I confess I was a bit pouty and "why do I have to work for a living and can't just vacation permanently, whyyyyyyyy" for a brief moment in the morning. But then I slapped myself and told me to grow a pair and get over it and things were fine. And then I waded in to my email with a large machete. (Actually, I only had 387, which really isn't bad for two weeks and two days gone.) By the end of the day, I emerged victorious, with only 8 remaining to be dealt with! Woo hoo! (Granted, they are the 8 which require a fair amount of work in other systems, but still - only 8!) Go me! **high fives self, runs a victory lap or two**
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Post by Pixi on Oct 20, 2009 7:50:56 GMT -5
Congrats on the many posts, Spring! I give you a dual-purpose present . . . See, this way you get both Cas and the delight of watching Monnie go ballistic. Now, don't say I never gave you anything. Wait, First - Monnie does not own Cas. I claimed him before her. Let's be clear here. Second - Spring does not get Cas. He belongs to Monnie and Me. You Lola are evil. Third - Congratulations Spring for whatever it is we are congratulating you for as I haven't backread yet today. Fourth- Are we all now clear on the Cas situation? AHEM!!!! Monnie may be more vocal but I ADORE CAS. AS IN ADORE.
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Post by Anne, Old S'cubie Cat on Oct 20, 2009 7:52:52 GMT -5
Oh, shit. Paul just called- they're waiting for the ambulance to take Margo to the hospital, and someone needs to go stay with Andrew. J, freaking out entirely. Well, it's only 5 am out there. Update us when possible. But after you hopefully get some sleep.
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Post by beccaelizabeth on Oct 20, 2009 8:16:55 GMT -5
Oh, shit. Paul just called- they're waiting for the ambulance to take Margo to the hospital, and someone needs to go stay with Andrew. J, freaking out entirely.
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Post by beccaelizabeth on Oct 20, 2009 8:19:36 GMT -5
#wavey# today I went to Norwich, had a meeting which was basically the same meeting we had a couple weeks ago because we still need to collect the letters, and then collected new copies of the forms I made a mess of once already. Then we wandered through a sale rail and I got two pairs of trousers for £3 each. Now I'm going to go curl up in the warm until it feels more win like.
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Post by Squeemonster on Oct 20, 2009 8:32:18 GMT -5
Oh, shit. Paul just called- they're waiting for the ambulance to take Margo to the hospital, and someone needs to go stay with Andrew. J, freaking out entirely.
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Post by Squeemonster on Oct 20, 2009 8:55:25 GMT -5
Congrats on not being able to shut your trap, Springaling! I found a couple of really hot guys for you, but they are so hot I had to put them behind a spoiler tag to keep them from burning everyone with their hotness: Enjoy! ;D
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Post by Sara on Oct 20, 2009 8:59:23 GMT -5
Taking a moment to rant/whine/whatever. Please feel absolutely free to skip this, and if you do happen to read it know that no one should feel any obligation to reply--I just really need to vent. Because the fundraiser where Cheney is a guest is less than a month away, it's once again getting notice. Which means we're once again seeing stuff like this and this. Not to mention the lovely emails and letters. I'm just so... tired of it, not to mention beyond frustrated. I'm tired of being called names, of the insults, of folks not even attempting to get the whole story or see the other side, and of not being able to respond. I'm tired of people who've never taken notice of us before--if they even knew the museum existed--suddenly giving us tons of grief. I'm tired of all this righteous indignation from those who have no idea that we've had to lay off friends and still sometimes struggle to cover payroll. I'm just so fucking tired of all of it, and there's absolutely nothing I can do about any of it. Okay, that's it. Back to your regularly scheduled programming. And thanks for giving me a safe place to talk.
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Post by Pixi on Oct 20, 2009 8:59:50 GMT -5
Hee Monnie!
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Post by Pixi on Oct 20, 2009 9:00:35 GMT -5
Hugs to Julia and Sara.
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Post by Anne, Old S'cubie Cat on Oct 20, 2009 9:11:29 GMT -5
Taking a moment to rant/whine/whatever. Please feel absolutely free to skip this, and if you do happen to read it know that no one should feel any obligation to reply--I just really need to vent. Because the fundraiser where Cheney is a guest is less than a month away, it's once again getting notice. Which means we're once again seeing stuff like this and this. Not to mention the lovely emails and letters. I'm just so... tired of it, not to mention beyond frustrated. I'm tired of being called names, of the insults, of folks not even attempting to get the whole story or see the other side, and of not being able to respond. I'm tired of people who've never taken notice of us before--if they even knew the museum existed--suddenly giving us tons of grief. I'm tired of all this righteous indignation from those who have no idea that we've had to lay off friends and still sometimes struggle to cover payroll. I'm just so fucking tired of all of it, and there's absolutely nothing I can do about any of it. Okay, that's it. Back to your regularly scheduled programming. And thanks for giving me a safe place to talk. I'm so sorry you're caught in the middle of this mess, Sara.
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Post by Squeemonster on Oct 20, 2009 9:16:21 GMT -5
Taking a moment to rant/whine/whatever. Please feel absolutely free to skip this, and if you do happen to read it know that no one should feel any obligation to reply--I just really need to vent. Because the fundraiser where Cheney is a guest is less than a month away, it's once again getting notice. Which means we're once again seeing stuff like this and this. Not to mention the lovely emails and letters. I'm just so... tired of it, not to mention beyond frustrated. I'm tired of being called names, of the insults, of folks not even attempting to get the whole story or see the other side, and of not being able to respond. I'm tired of people who've never taken notice of us before--if they even knew the museum existed--suddenly giving us tons of grief. I'm tired of all this righteous indignation from those who have no idea that we've had to lay off friends and still sometimes struggle to cover payroll. I'm just so fucking tired of all of it, and there's absolutely nothing I can do about any of it. Okay, that's it. Back to your regularly scheduled programming. And thanks for giving me a safe place to talk. I really hate that you're having to put up with this kind of shit. We're always here when you need to vent or whine.
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Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on Oct 20, 2009 9:51:18 GMT -5
Oh, shit. Paul just called- they're waiting for the ambulance to take Margo to the hospital, and someone needs to go stay with Andrew. J, freaking out entirely. Thanks. I haven't heard from anyone yet- am going to text Anna in a few, since she stayed with Andrew last night. Julia, still freaked
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Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on Oct 20, 2009 10:05:26 GMT -5
Anna says Margo and Paul are home- no details, but that's good, yes?
Julia, I did sleep but that was all down to the evil sedating kind of antihistamine.
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Post by Anne, Old S'cubie Cat on Oct 20, 2009 10:07:16 GMT -5
Anna says Margo and Paul are home- no details, but that's good, yes? Julia, I did sleep but that was all down to the evil sedating kind of antihistamine. Yes, it is good. *Hugs* I'll keep the good vibes up and running for you and your sister.
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