9th September 2013, 07:15 AM
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Ugh, I'm sorry Wolf.
The landlord just called. The fridge people (who incidentally, are the ones who took from Tuesday to Friday to get a repairperson out to say the fridge wasn't worth fixing, and then told us they couldn't deliver until Monday) called her to say oops, there's a problem, and they can't deliver until tomorrow. She's frustrated, but not as much as I am because it's not her living without the fridge. It's a minor things, but I'm having a good cry anyway because why can't you yell at them? Demand? Try everything? I just want cold! 
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9th September 2013, 11:35 AM
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So my doctor's appointment was today. I have high cholesterol (no surprise there, I have for a while) but the rest of my health (except my weight) is just great. No Thyroid problems, no diabeeetus, nothing.
Go me. And now I want to go eat something really really bad for me. 
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9th September 2013, 05:16 PM
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That's good news, DogMom!
I keep receiving letters from my doctor telling me I'm overdue for thyroid labs and a pap smear. I guess I'll get to it some time in the new few months. I'm sorry about the delay in the fridge replacement, Carolia. It DOES suck living out of a cooler at home. I suppose I should think about what to make for dinner now.
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9th September 2013, 05:32 PM
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Good to hear you are in generally good health, DogMom.
It is raining currently and tomorrow is trash day. I hope it lets up before I have to go put it out.
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9th September 2013, 05:45 PM
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Nice to hear good health news!
I finally got my Pap done, and I got my bloodwork done a few months ago. Now I need a mammo. Got the AP score sorted--he got a 4!  Work was HORRID today, mostly because THE AC WAS BROKEN THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE HOSPITAL. Something about a leak in a line somewhere. They finally got it fixed around 3pm. It was 85 and muggy in the Library all day. I am tired.  ETA: I had to live sans fridge for about 2 weeks one summer due to ridiculously slow delivery. It was awful.  I feel your pain, Carolia.
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9th September 2013, 05:53 PM
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My roommate and I went about 6 months with no fridge. We had an icechest for the drinks and Chips Ahoy cookies do not require refrigeration and what else do you need? Jermaine Jackson peeing in Jabba the Hutt's butt
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9th September 2013, 06:11 PM
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Forgot to add something. I got to work a bit late this morning, knowing that today was the "last" day of the insta-terminations (and mad at myself for being late). I got up to the Library and the phone rang. It was my boss and she asked that I come over (another building) to her office right away.
I can tell you, I went over there with great trepidation. Turns out she wanted to go over the budget with me. PHEW. Between that and the heat, it was a very long day at work...
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9th September 2013, 06:12 PM
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That's a very scary phone call, Riggs. I'm glad it was just about budgets.
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9th September 2013, 06:20 PM
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I know! PLUS, she almost never asks me over to her office. We do most of our interchange via phone or email, and she comes over to the hospital and sees me in between her meetings. Or we have lunch together.
She did tell me that there are Ructions at the Highest Levels, System Wide. 
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9th September 2013, 08:42 PM
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I loaded up most of the crap from the yard today. If I was really on the ball I would have chopped up the bigger stuff and then I could have gotten it all. But you know what? Screw it, I'll make two trips. Then I showered under the garden hose because I can't go inside the shack right now. Last week seemingly out of nowhere a plague of fleas took over. I couldn't walk across the living room without getting half a dozen of the little tax collectors on me. We had to start feeding the varmints in the garage because they refused to come in even for dinner. And knowing how my critter feels about food, that was a shocker. So this afternoon the old man went to stay with a friend while I nuked the place with bug bombs. They say to keep the place closed for three hours but we're letting it go for a day. Tomorrow morning I'll dash through and open all the windows. Meanwhile I'm camping out in the shed. I've got my bedroll and a cooler of beer, and it's a lovely evening so I'm not suffering too bad. I'm not too wild about nerve gas in the shack but it's better than dying of blood loss and tapeworm. It must have really sucked in the bad old days.
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9th September 2013, 08:52 PM
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My former employer is all over the news begging for money.
my lack of employment (and money, and health insurance and roof) is really getting to me. am applying like crazy, staying home most of the time to not spend money. sucks to be me.
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10th September 2013, 12:18 PM
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Ay, wring, I hope you find something soon.
WE HAVE A FRIDGE! To be specific, we have a Frigidaire. I am going to the store soon to buy multitudinous cold things, which I will then place in this magic box where they will remain cold. Halleluj! And Jag, I would have cried on the phone, but the landlord did all the dealings with them. I know the chain she bought from, but not even which store. I will not use BrandsMart ever.
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10th September 2013, 01:26 PM
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Today was the first day of preschool for my son. This stuff always feels weird, I'm glad he's going, but also sad that he's not my baby anymore.
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10th September 2013, 04:38 PM
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But preschool age is such a cool age--enjoy! I miss it (sometimes).
Home from a nice day at RNwork (truly!). It's getting dark by 6:45 these days(!). Fall really is on the way, despite the thermometer reading 92 right now. Yay for refrigerated food!
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10th September 2013, 04:51 PM
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Heat over 90 and today's the day I decide to do lots of errands and laundry. I am drained. Additionally, my hand is hurting too much to manage to brush the huge snarls out of my hair.
I may end up getting it cut.
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10th September 2013, 04:57 PM
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Temps are high seventies right now, but it's supposed to warm up even more throughout the week.
My son went to the student health center today and received giant Augmentin pills for (I'm guessing) a sinus infection. He's got the whole green snot and coughing thing going on and last week couldn't hear out of one of his ears for two days. Hope it works. I sometimes miss the days when my kids were pre-schoolers, too. Sometimes. It's kind of nice having them be adults now too and essentially being an empty-nester. I'm glad your refrigerator finally arrived, Carolia. wring, I really hope you find another job soon.
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10th September 2013, 10:07 PM
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Here's a water bomber full of sympathy for wring.
:: ka-splash :: I hope things turn around for you soon, duckie. Today I hauled yesterday's 3/4 ton of junk to the dump and then rounded up another load. I got all the crap that was leaning up against walls and fences, and then crawled through the sheds evicting boxes and junk. For the coup de goop I cleared out the garage. It feels good to get rid of all the stuff that has piled over the past few years of projects. It's more than I figured, but then it included a rack of old roof trusses and the back porch as well as every scrap of yard waste and tree trimmings. The only thing I balked at was the rock pile, I'm not paying $100/ton to get rid of rocks. I'll find a good home for them later. It wasn't all that hot today and once again I was down to gym shorts, but damn if I didn't work myself into a heap again. It gets brutal hot up on the mezz deck of the shed. But what really did me in was chopping up and hauling away the back porch. After that everything happened in slo mo. I saw it coming earlier this time and knocked off right away, but still ended up kinda passing out for an hour or so until sundown. Since then I've guzzled almost a gallon of water and iced tea and am feeling much better. I'm sure I'll look back on this fondly in November, but right now I'm roasting in my own lard every day. I'm camping in the shed again because the flea bombs we set off last night didn't even piss them off. It slayed a few houseflies but the fleas were happier than ever. Dad walked around the house one lap and came out with a dozen on each leg. Screw that! Last time I used bombs with the active ingredient pyrethium, on the theory that fewer ingredients is less likely to give me ass cancer. This time I went with the ones that had the longest list of stuff in it. The canisters of death are hissing away as I type. Once again it's a glorious warm starry night so sitting on the porch is just fine by me. Tomorrow I make the second dump run and then head over to get the last of my crap out of Mom's garage. It's supposed to get up to 87 on an east wind tomorrow so I'm not sure how much I'll get done. Whatever happens I'm not going to hit the floor again, that can't be good for you. If it's too grim I'll pop open a lawn chair under a sprinkler and work after dark. It's supposed to cool down to merely gruesome on Friday so I can do it then too. It's going to be maybe one more ton and then I'm frikkin done. The sorting and tossing will continue through the winter, but right now I'm kinda panicking because September is slipping away and I haven't even started on the house. Not looking forward to that. But I'll get it done one way or another. So, busy busy.
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11th September 2013, 05:35 AM
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It's been raining for at least 24 hours, which is pretty rare out here. This is good, we really need the rain, but it is getting in the way of getting things done. Plus of course, it was raining on trash day.
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11th September 2013, 07:23 AM
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I went for a jog at lunch yesterday, for the first time in, oh, about two decades. I. Am. Really. Fucking. Sore.
Sent while sitting on the can using CanTalk 5 Deluxe
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11th September 2013, 04:15 PM
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It's still raining. Getting a little bit of very localized flooding although it doesn't seem to have hurt anything yet. This is the longest rain we've had in a long time.
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11th September 2013, 04:31 PM
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Trade you?
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11th September 2013, 04:37 PM
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Rain again threatened all day, and did nothing. It's 83 out there right now. It's "supposed" to rain on and off all night, then cool down. :watch:
Sorry about the flooding, Wolf, but I envy the rain. Work was long, but productive (minor miracle). Halfway through my looong week. All I am is tired.
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11th September 2013, 05:10 PM
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I must say, although it's pretty damn warm out, the humidity isn't bad at all. Up until now, the heat was accompanied by quite a lot of humidity, which made it rather uncomfortable.
It's supposed to be a little cooler tomorrow. We had so much rain last week that my entire lawn is now green (was brown) and desperately needs mowing. It probably won't happen before we leave for Oregon, though.
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11th September 2013, 06:06 PM
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The second round of flea bombs only put a minor dent in the population. Me & Dad figured WTF we're already camping, so I got a third round of flea bombs and set them off this morning. While we were at it I sprinkled the place with diatomaceous earth and put a flea collar inside the vacuum bag. Screw the ass cancer, I want those bugs dead.
Then I hauled the last load of junk to the dump. I had a couple old windows and when I pulled in there was lots of bare concrete floor. So thought I'd have some fun, and sailed a window about 30 feet to splat on the cement. And what do you know that fucker didn't break. The next one didn't break either. Go figure. So I kissed 'em with a rusty jack handle. Now I'm over at Mom's place. Got some long lost cousins showing up for dinner so I won't be flailing in the garage this evening after all. I'll be sociable tonight and load up tomorrow.
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11th September 2013, 07:25 PM
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Raining harder. On the way back from the gym there were spots in the road that had deep enough water that I decided to go around them. A few flash flood warnings, but none right around here. This is the most rain we've had in a long time.
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11th September 2013, 08:10 PM
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Hope The Device is actually a power supply for your ark there, Wolf!
 Yay for MyFriday--got home and discovered BFF had come over and moved a metric fucktonne of dirt back against the retaining wall, looks awesome! I asked if she found the rake and shovel okay and she said yes but it turned out she'd been using a cheapass plastic leaf rake and narrow ass post hole shovel! The steel rake and good shovel were in one of the storage tents and she never thought to look there. Poor thing also didn't wear gloves and her hands are a bit tore up. Amazing job she did, though, especially considering the totally inadequate tools! Girl is a powerhouse when she gets going. I'm gonna start nice and early on the last lap of the wall construction--need to stop by the Despot for the 2" topper pavers and some mulch because I really don't want the weeds trying to take over after I plant my shrubs. I'll go by Costco for a shit ton of bulbs too, and I need to find some red clover seed because I want that for winter green mulch up there. The bulbs will love it, and it'll help the soil recover from being all topsy turvied. It's looking so promising out there, I'm loving it!
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12th September 2013, 05:14 AM
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Well, that was exciting. They evacuated some buildings a few blocks from here due to flash flood danger. This morning the creek is almost as full as I've ever seen it and is racing right along. House was never in danger, but tough to see exactly where the water edge was in the dark. Now down to a mild drizzle. After all this is over I need go down to the water edge and see if anything got damaged.
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12th September 2013, 05:47 AM
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I hope you and yours stay safe, Wolf, and I hope that your property isn't badly affected. It sounds like you're near the creek?
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12th September 2013, 05:55 AM
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The creek bank is my backyard. Probably about 20 feet laterally from the deck rail to the water edge right now. So far everything looks fine, I've seen the water higher and we took no damage then. It was a might bit loud last night, sounded like June (when the big runoff hits) rather than September. Before this storm the flow was quite anemic.
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12th September 2013, 06:04 AM
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Oh! That sounds a bit alarming! But your yard and view also sound exceedingly lovely during normal circumstances.
I'll be thinking of you, Wolf.
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12th September 2013, 07:46 AM
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Wolf, no drowning!
So, when the whole no fridge thing was happening, we mentioned to our landlord that the bees in the wall outside our laundry room, which the house painter attempted to get rid of, were still there. She said her husband said her was going to take care of them. My thought was that he had no clue what he was doing, but he'd try, discover it wasn't going to work, and then hire a professional. I wouldn't have worried at all except I stepped on a dead bee and got stung, and even though they weren't aggressive, they were everywhere. I noted a few extra dead bees the last few days, but still heard the nest. I was planning to call him this afternoon. I spent the morning running errand, went for a run, and took a shower a hour ago. I did a few things around the house and just now went back to my bedroom. Which is now SWARMING WITH BEES. Holy crap, there are bees everywhere. He didn't get rid of the bees; he infuriated them. I called my landlord who is calling her husband now to tell him to get someone here to get rid of them. I kind of need in my bedroom, but right now the door is shut and there's a blanket under the door. I'm a tiny bit freaked out.
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12th September 2013, 07:54 AM
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That's really a pain in the foot about all the bees. I get the feeling like your landlord isn't very competent.
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12th September 2013, 08:04 AM
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Well, in some ways, she's quite competent. If I call her with a problem, she gets on it right away. Our rent is beyond reasonable for Miami, too, and she and her husband are nice people. The only problem is that the husband's a do-it-yourself kind of guy. He'll hire someone for AC issues, buy a new fridge (I can't blame all the fridge problems on them, because I wouldn't want a super-expensive fridge in a rental place, either, but I hope they go to a different store in the future), but any "minor" things he does on his own. Normally, this isn't a big deal except for some cosmetic issues in places, but this time he got in over his head. I get the feeling that he drives her completely up a wall, but she humors him.
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12th September 2013, 08:35 AM
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Any chance you can get a pro in to move the swarm rather than killing them? Our bee population is in bad enough shape without killing hives that could be saved. Bees are our friends--in fact, bees are our food supply and without them our diet would really suck.
Wilbur is dragging ass with a bunch of top pavers and bags o'mulch in the back--Home Despot had a sale on, 2 cu ft bags of brown mulch four for ten bucks so I got ten bags. THERE WILL BE MULCHAGE! I also ordered a pound of red clover seed off Amazon last night, the Trifolium incarnatum variant, which is spectacular when it blooms and fixes just about a shitload of nitrogen into the soil. I think I'm gonna broadcast it willy nilly all over the back yard, see if it competes well with the rasty shit that grows there now. The bees will love me for this. 
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12th September 2013, 08:58 AM
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I don't want to kill them. I want him to call someone and get them out. Instead he's trying to smoke them out with a cigar, that I just had to ask him not to burn in the house. He's crazy. Hubby just said it's probably time to move.
Edit: He did just say he's called professionals. I still think he's crazy. Last edited by Carolia; 12th September 2013 at 09:03 AM.
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12th September 2013, 09:15 AM
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A cigar? Really? What a maroon. That won't even give them a momentary daydream, let alone cause them to leave. Smoking bees is used to make them dopy so you can work in the hive, it doesn't make them go away. NOTHING makes them go away, because that hive is their posterity, their food, their entire goddamned raison d'etre. Bees do not simply say "Oh dear, a bit of air pollution around the old homestead, think I'll pack up and zoom away." Because the queen is in there, and she can't move, so none of her workers or drones will leave as long as she's alive--and they don't leave if she dies, they just hang around until they die too, or until they hatch out a new queen, assuming there's one in the pipeline. A cigar. Puh-LEASE.
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12th September 2013, 10:23 AM
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Hey Riggsie! Do me a favor? Unplug that damn dehumdifier right now. Or at least upgrade your fire insurance.
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12th September 2013, 12:22 PM
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I just opened every window in the house to get rid of the cigar smell, even though he only had it in here for a few minutes. There's still a dozen or more bees in the bedroom, so I left the screen open in hopes some of them will escape. In a few minutes, I'm going to sneak in there again and get all the dirty clothes out so I can wash them, which was what I planned to do today. I'm on the edge of ugly crying, but I'm holding it together thus far. I'm telling myself how much worse it could have been, and how this is minor stuff, but I'm not sure I believe myself yet.
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12th September 2013, 12:42 PM
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I'd rather have bees than roaches any day--or those motherfucking carpenter ants who're gonna get a big old shot of boric acid this weekend. As bugs go, bees are about my favorites.
Got another course done on my wall--one more to go, then the capstones. It's looking really, really good. 
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12th September 2013, 02:39 PM
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Urgh. My son keeps crying before he gets on the bus. He's ok when he comes home, but he's absolutely miserable when I put him on. Maybe he's not ready. I'm pretty darn upset about this. All week long he's been like this. God, it makes me feel terrible.
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12th September 2013, 03:55 PM
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He'll be okay--just reinforce how happy he is with school when he gets home and remind him often that even though going is a little hard he'll have fun once he gets there and I'm quite sure he'll get over it. I've seen few high school seniors sobbing on the bus, after all.
Home stretch--last course laid, toppers to put on and DONE! I really should backfill some of the columns with bigass rocks and tip some Quikcrete in there but I can't lift the damned bags that high so it's gonna have to stand or fall on its own. I did the backfill on the short side--decided to leave that at four courses and take the back higher, so I dumped a whole bunch of rock chunks down in there and cemented them in. That wall ain't goin' nowhere.
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12th September 2013, 04:24 PM
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He should be fine shortly. Have you discussed this with his teacher? They may have some insight or advice for you.
Re the bees. I do hope they don't have to be killed, but I also realize that bugs inside are completely unacceptable for most people (including me). I am in a really sucky mood because I DO have patients on Saturday. Damn and blast. And I have found out that if I want ACLS to be free, I have to take next Thursday at Librarywork, which means staying late to do the first part online, and also switching my days to accommodate this. I hate not having options and being at the mercy of Saving Money At All Times. (I know that's really whiney and entitled, so I'll shut up). Going in to help out at RNwork today was also a real pisser. The surgeon was late and then there was an emergency case which messed up the schedule (this surgeon floats between 2 rooms and one had to be used for an emergency case). Essentially, this left us with 14 really pissed off patients and families. Tons of fun. That damned humidifier went out in the trash long ago. I didn't save any of the paperwork, and of course NOW they offer a refund. :watch:
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