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Nothing much to say
Feb. 13th, 2006 07:09 pmI don't have much to say...but feel like I should update. The new job is going pretty well so far. I have only felt like running screaming from the room three times in three weeks, so okay. Today a few things fell into place, but I'm sure more will fall out before the rest falls in--if that makes any sense. I still hate going to work, though.
Let's see...the weathermen were all 'gasming all over themselves this past weekend because it was supposed to "OMG, SNOW...AT LEAST FOUR INCHES WHICH WILL STICK!! GET OUT THE SALT TRUCKS, BUY GROCERIES, DON'T DRIVE, SCHOOLS MAY BE CLOSED!!" Which turned out to be nothing here on Friday night (some weird pocket of warm air right over Nashville and surrounding which meant we just got rain) and only about an inch on Saturday night which didn't really stick around. Sunday night we got another inch plus, which stuck around until this morning which meant that driving was crazy and they closed some of the schools. I can hear the Minnesotans and others from the REAL northern climes laughing their collective asses off. Even I, a transplant from the REAL south (Florida), knew that they were exaggerating. Le sigh.
And, on a completely seperate note, is it wrong that when I heard that Cheaney had been involved in a hunting accident that I hoped he had been mortally wounded? And was it even wronger that I was disappointed that he wasn't?
I can't wait for my hubby to get his Valentine gift, which he will as soon as he gets to work in the morning. Hee. I left it on his desk before I left this afternoon.
Guess that's it for now. I'm going to go watch the Olympics to see the pairs skating.
Let's see...the weathermen were all 'gasming all over themselves this past weekend because it was supposed to "OMG, SNOW...AT LEAST FOUR INCHES WHICH WILL STICK!! GET OUT THE SALT TRUCKS, BUY GROCERIES, DON'T DRIVE, SCHOOLS MAY BE CLOSED!!" Which turned out to be nothing here on Friday night (some weird pocket of warm air right over Nashville and surrounding which meant we just got rain) and only about an inch on Saturday night which didn't really stick around. Sunday night we got another inch plus, which stuck around until this morning which meant that driving was crazy and they closed some of the schools. I can hear the Minnesotans and others from the REAL northern climes laughing their collective asses off. Even I, a transplant from the REAL south (Florida), knew that they were exaggerating. Le sigh.
And, on a completely seperate note, is it wrong that when I heard that Cheaney had been involved in a hunting accident that I hoped he had been mortally wounded? And was it even wronger that I was disappointed that he wasn't?
I can't wait for my hubby to get his Valentine gift, which he will as soon as he gets to work in the morning. Hee. I left it on his desk before I left this afternoon.
Guess that's it for now. I'm going to go watch the Olympics to see the pairs skating.
