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No. And I want my tarps. I can deliver your tarp to your new homestead in Chima-scum this weekend if you'd like . Elsewise, perhaps Thursday night I can come by your house. I can't believe you really want them back! But then, in Chimyscum it does rain a bit, so you'll want them. My parents moved out right by there to live the Egg-In-Eye Dream, which we did for about 15 years. Only people who don't have tarps don't realize how valuable they are. I'll see you on Thurs. Bring beer.

:chebit:funny!

I found the ONLY good one in the world and will be happy to give you her number. She rocks. Everyone else sucks. There is also a position open at my work for a UI person. My work rocks. Good people, good pay. PM me.

No. And I want my tarps.

I thank you now, with a little kernel. Not the other KFC type either!

Funny enough, after you asked me if I were a Kettle, I actually ended up by the perported (did I just make that word up?) home of the author. The bottom half of this cabin is supposed to be the original home: And here is the street sign of EggandI: Isn't that funny timing?

You already forgot the hubub when you did your little crossover trick? It wasn't that long ago...

Anything shorter than three days is short. A "girl" her gotta have her standards!

ooooowww I *love* subversive and sneaky!!! PM me your methods.

Where is the link to make these posters again? Does anyone remember the thread where we all made these? What was it called?

Not offended and not a fight. Just a curious observation.

And let us all know when you are heading up there so we can schedule our visits around that.

I am eating Reese's pieces right now.

so soloing is bouldering long routes?

Yes, Jakalopes rule the underworld. They are awesome. And this time of the year is the best, as they are in the velvet right now. All the cool kids spell it Jakalope

and including chubby and including the quotes around "lady". And as much as I would like to think I am somewhere close to "girl" in years, I am so far away from that I don't even remember. Boy.

I thought bloudering was the "purest" form of climbing? Or maybe just dreaming about climbing is the purest. No, wait, Spraying about climbing must be the purest.

high_on_rock Just curious: why the misogynistic references in an otherwise interesting story? Very, very strange.

Does that 50 hours a week include spray time? I bet you're good for 35... maybe 40 of actual work Actually, most people who whine about 60, 80, and 100 hour weeks in IT aren't really working all that time. It's all about efficiency and meeting expectations. If I can do more than the next guy in half the time - that's to my benefit. And it's not hard with so many idiots in the industry. I also get a lot more done in a shorter period than others. I've also learned to just ignore the bullshit that they tell you to do that doesn't really help anything along. I just don't do it. But I also feel that pressure thing that you may have felt at some places too...that you can't leave before any of the people who work for you or that you have to put a lot of "face time" in.

You are such a sweetie. You can borrow my car anytime! It is a little bit crunched on one side though...

That's a good thought. Do you know anyone I can call?

Yeah. Good point. Worse than a friend, it was a family member; so I am stuck with them no matter what. Thanks for the advice

five seconds.

Good advice (that I didn't quote for this post--but I am going to follow). And this is where I am right now--telling the person it's only right they pay me this increased expense. She is arguing with me about this, saying that there wouldn't be an increase if I hadn't already had tickets on my record. I said that was immaterial, and that even if I hadn't, I'd still be unpleased b/c her accident would have taken that bit of cushion anyway. Also, this increase will probably be in effect for three years (then it goes off the record). So am I right to ask for this amount?

I soloed the stairs at work yesterday. Oh wait, it was just that little spot where the carpet meets the tile. But there was a definite step up there.