You are a strange person.
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You are a strange person.
I think he's drunk at work. This is why irish people shouldn't be allowed to not drink for a year. Bad things follow.
So...now I need to find a place to live by 4/15 - I knew my roommate was planning on leaving, and I'm fine with that, but to finalize the date with the property manager while i am in the hospital and set the date fumes me a bit.
I cant lift anything more than 5 lbs (i dont even go back to work until 3/25) - and what money do I have to put down on a new place?
Luckily, my parents say I can just stay with them for now - we're renting a storage space and Im hoping I can have friends of mine help me clear stuff out into the space before then,
I'm super, super picky with my clothes. I like them to be perfect. If the sleeves are 1/4 inch too short, it bugs the hell out of my and I won't wear the thing. If the sleeve openings are too large, I won't wear it. If the bottom of a sweater has too-tight elastic, I won't wear it. If the pants don't fit just right, won't wear them. I safety pin the bottoms of my button-up shirts because the lowest button is never low enough. I like my hats to fit squarely on my head, with all the seems straight and in order.
And what's funny is that people tell me not to worry about stuff like that because no one else notices except me, and, well, that's complete bullshit - I notice stuff like that on people all the time.
I think to myself..."dude, your pants are a little too short/long.....why are your sleeves so short...man, those sleve-openings are huge, his wrists look tiny....your belt is crooked."
I also always complement people when they look nice in certain things - guys and gals. I love jackets, and I'm always asking people what kind of jackets they're wearing if I like them, or where they got their pants, and stuff.
We had about 10 inches here in Ohio. It was beautiful. A bitch to clean off my car this morning, but the sun was already shining and the snow falling off the trees. Roads were great to drive on. A perfect snowfall.
Drove home this morning from work in a little bit of a mushy mess, after much worry that we may end up stuck there because of the weather. By the time I woke up this afternoon there was not 8-12 inches, but a rainy muddy mess. These weatherpersons are worse than the ones in Ohio. I was actually looking forward to sledding some with my 3 year old.
You realize just how fucking shitty factory tires are, especially at 25k, when you're driving up hill in Duluth and the roads weren't bad yet, (that was a couple nights ago). We took the car back to the hospital after that. We pay for the tires on that, so I know they're good in shit weather.
EDIT: Referring to my company vehicle, a Dodge Grand Caravan.
Why am I in charge?
They were weaning him off the ventilator last night, and evidently he had bit down or what not enough that it had been somewhat dislodged, so they made the decision to pull it out.
He's already hitting on the nurses. I'll see him later today, needed to get out and about and take care of some work for the rep who covers this neck of the woods.
This man destroyed many a friendship - but in a good way.
http://www.nytimes.com/2013/03/07/us...nted=all&_r=1&
Things I've had to look up while proof-reading a paper of my dad's so far:
Emic
Homo hominy lupus
Illusive (it means the same thing as illusory, apparently)
Eschatology
I'm only halfway through it. He's being all impressive.
Can you provide examples differentiating illusive/elusive?
And what are the man wolf and angry days Latin phrases about?
Teach me...