- I hate Ajax coding with the fire of a thousand suns.
- Sometimes you just have to rip.
- Tax Season…it’s not for the weak-hearted.Â Wait.Â I already knew that.
- Our semi-local W*lm*rt should not be visited after dark.Â
- No matter how much you wish it so, sometimesÂ your STR club package just isn’t going to show up in this millenium (or at least it feels that way after you’ve heard that people in New freaking Zealand are getting their packages and you haven’t gotten yours yet).
- Same goes for the shipment ofÂ a new toy.
Okay so I’ve been attempting to install this really cool comment expanding plugin thingy since Friday.Â I have done everything the directions call for and then some.Â I have tried every configuration possible.Â It does not work.
What. The. Hell.
I think I might have to just accept the fact that you all are going to have to suffer with the frustration ofÂ a reloading page when you submit comments, I just can’t get this to work.Â Stupid thing.Â Oh who am I kidding, I’ll keep working on the damned thing ’til I either get it to work or throw the ‘puter into the street.
Now on to the fun portion of my weekend.Â Friday night I was working on my leaf lace socks when I decided to try them on…did I mention that I was halfway through the foot – and these are top-down socks?Â Yeah.Â Well…didn’t fit.Â It took me five solid minutes to get them on and RR’s help to get them off – which took even longer because he just wouldn’t stop laughing at me.Â Nice.Â It then took me all of 3o seconds to decide that I just couldn’t go on – especially since you just couldn’t see the pattern because of the yarn, it was way too busyÂ (I think I was influenced by Karen’s recent decision to rip her socks).Â Â So five minutes after that I had a nice pile of spaghetti – which can’t be knit into anything.Â After a nice long soak in some hot water with lavender Eucalan it calmed back down and got pretty again.Â Back into the stash it goes since I have no idea what it wants to be right now – I have to find a pattern that won’t be overpowered by the color changes.
After all the ripping excitement, Roger and set out on our hot date of the week – going grocery shopping at the Super W*lm*art in East Greenbush (which is actually pretty close-ish and very easy to get to from our house for those who know where we live…).Â Â After stopping for dinner, we ended up arriving at the WM around 8pm – and everything was fine ’til around 9ish when it got…scary.Â Â Keep-your-hand-on-your-pocketbook-at-all-times scary.Â The best part?Â While checking out I said to the cashier, “How are you?”Â to which she replied, “FINE.”Â oooookay then.Â Moving on…
Now as for my STR club package…I’ve been keeping mum but…I’m starting to get not happy about it.Â There are people who areÂ done with their socks.Â DONE.Â There are people on the complete utter opposite side of theÂ worldÂ who have their socks.Â Do I have my socks?Â That would be a no.Â I’m beginning to wonder if it’s a sign that I should have not been in the club this time around – which was the plan until RRÂ forced me to sign up.Â That’s it.Â I blame him.
Regarding my new er….acquisition – it was supposed to be shipped on Saturday.Â Since there is still a big chunk of change in my Paypal account I’m going to continue under the assumption that it did not get sent so I won’t even have that to keep me occupied while waiting for my STR…ohwait, maybe if I worked on the big *ss pile of expense reports that I (finally) received last weekÂ from my client so his taxes can get done on time I might not think about the sock yarn or the new toy.Â