*ha,ha!*you wrote:sucked back in
that's funny...

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I thought "I was a jag" meant "jaghut". Reminding me of Mork, when Mindy told him he had his suit on backwards: "Boy, do I feel like a clone."Damelon wrote:Got a good night's sleep last night. The Amtrak train got into Chicago at 5 pm last night, dumping me into Union Station during the height of rush hour. I went to the Metra train that was due to leave at 5:12 for my stop, and was surprised to find one car only partially full. Since I had three bags with me, I hopped right in. There was a reason it was partially full. The A.C. wasn't working, in fact the heater was on in the car. It was like a sauna. I roughed it out for an hour till the train cleared and could get into a car with A.C. for the last half hour of the ride.
I got home to make amends with the Ariel the cat, who had the house to herself for a week. As well as Mani the dog, who spent his time in the kennel. Mani was kind of subdued last night. Since I had my sister pick him up from the kennel and bring him home a couple of hours before I got there, I couldn't help thinking that he was thinking that I was a jag for forcing him to stay at the kennel all week while I was living it up at home .
I don't have to work until Monday, but since it's raining today, I'll go through my pictures from the trip and read Memories of Ice, which I'd downloaded to my kindle before I left Albuquerque. I really have to increase the pace of my reading on that series, if only to keep up with the incessant stream of conversation on the series...
4 minutes, and someone chimes in with a Erikson reference. What took you so long, Fist?Fist and Faith wrote:I thought "I was a jag" meant "jaghut". Reminding me of Mork, when Mindy told him he had his suit on backwards: "Boy, do I feel like a clone."Damelon wrote:Got a good night's sleep last night. The Amtrak train got into Chicago at 5 pm last night, dumping me into Union Station during the height of rush hour. I went to the Metra train that was due to leave at 5:12 for my stop, and was surprised to find one car only partially full. Since I had three bags with me, I hopped right in. There was a reason it was partially full. The A.C. wasn't working, in fact the heater was on in the car. It was like a sauna. I roughed it out for an hour till the train cleared and could get into a car with A.C. for the last half hour of the ride.
I got home to make amends with the Ariel the cat, who had the house to herself for a week. As well as Mani the dog, who spent his time in the kennel. Mani was kind of subdued last night. Since I had my sister pick him up from the kennel and bring him home a couple of hours before I got there, I couldn't help thinking that he was thinking that I was a jag for forcing him to stay at the kennel all week while I was living it up at home .
I don't have to work until Monday, but since it's raining today, I'll go through my pictures from the trip and read Memories of Ice, which I'd downloaded to my kindle before I left Albuquerque. I really have to increase the pace of my reading on that series, if only to keep up with the incessant stream of conversation on the series...But yes, by all means, get moving!!!!!!!!
And the co-worker who treats everything like a competition? Thanks to that comment and a few other things, I think i came to an insightful conclusion about that personality trait: Good grief, it's even more frickin destructive than I thought.sgt.null wrote:work was such a drag - after all the cool people from the fest - i was amongst the damn inmates.