The cat knows how to wake me. She scratches on my open door in just the right way so I give her bikkies at 2:30 AM.
Ponder did not feed her at 9 PM like I’d asked.
The cat knows how to wake me. She scratches on my open door in just the right way so I give her bikkies at 2:30 AM.
Ponder did not feed her at 9 PM like I’d asked.
I’ve run out of internet to waste time on. I’ve already canned the 6 quarts of sauerkraut, and made garlic sausage. Maybe I’ll go detail the car.
It’s time to play the favorite public library game: Is this pee or is this coffee?
I didn’t get to finish my taxes because I had to rush out to a family party… apparently I had to arrive at the party 2.5h before it starts? I am NOT playing along by watching how I met your mother in the living room. It’s literally the worst show, and you can’t force me to sit there while you watch.
Maybe I change the Netflix password and only tell the other parent?
The fact that both are possible answers has me concerned for the kidneys of that random person and also what on earth people are labeling coffee.
Charitable donation went through last week (not a complaint ), but as I found out today it went through a mechanism that didn’t generate the letter that I need to get a workplace match. The statement it generated should be enough, but I already know that the company my company uses to process donations/generate matches won’t accept it without specifc (legally unnecessary) extra verbiage. So next week I get to annoy the charity for a one-off confirmation letter while (again) contacting my company representative and letting them know that the processing company is blocking charities from having completely valid donations matched.
The last time this happened the manager from that charity literally copy-pasted the exact words I emailed him into the also-emailed donation confirmation statement (different font/sizing and all)…which I could absolutely do myself right now, but that’s dishonest so despite all of this being unnecessary I’m going to annoy people.
As someone who has worked in multiple charities, I can assure you helping someone get a workplace match is not annoying.
I was boiling milk, and it spilled over, and now my kitchen smells like gas mixed with burned milk.
Thanks, much appreciated --it just seems silly that this is necessary at all
It was pee.
The public library in college town was VERY popular with lots of homeless folks. Cold winters, warm public space with upholstered furniture.
I stubbed my broken toe and now it hurts in a new way. My massage therapist friend thinks I broke another bone in it.
Pantry moths
I wore sunscreen but got sunburn anyway.
I have a degree and that’s how much I make lol…there are people with a more advanced degrees making that too, even. Thank God I’m not at all familiar with what podcast you’re talking about. Also I see many replies have already addressed that but jeez that’s…urg
PayPal is taking 8 billion years to give me my money and I’m waiting on it to buy a present and I am the most impatient.
AND ANOTHER THING.
I am hungry. Greyman wanted a thing he cooks. But since he cooks it I have to wait for him to actually cook. And his hunger meter tends to be lower than mine.
If he doesn’t make me a burger soon I’m gonna rip off his head and eat it.
Channeling your inner praying mantis - he should be worried.
Aren’t I supposed to get laid first?
Yes.