Slow day around here in the land of the medusozoa; where is everyone?
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July 20th, 2010
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There is some action, but it’s mostly tendentious.
At work. Wishing I was elsewhere.
I’m beyond needing a vacation. I’m thinking sabbatical. aahh, to dream
@cprevite And I’m dreaming of getting a job…aahh to dream.
@chyna: I know, but your grass is so much greener.
I’ve been in and out briefly but have some appointments and hoping to go to the beach. Checking out the Qs&As but not much going on here…..
Y’all can come to my house. I could use the distraction. As long as you don’t mind cutting the grass. ;-)
Janbb What? You live close to a beach? I’m so jealous!
@chyna – Don’t be jealous. I will share my beach with you. :-)
Ok, I’ll go to anyone’s beach! I’m free for now.
I’m at work waiting for someone to ask a question that I can respond to and have people get mad at me.
C’mon over to my house, everybody (I’ll skip out of work) and make barbecue.
No wait !!! I made that once and it was awful. I’ll take you out to my favorite bbq restaurant.
I’m still recuperating. So not much energy to fluther or to work.
At work. Another day, another peso.
I’m on campus. My class has ended early and I’m waiting for my ride to get here.
I’ve done a lot today for it to only be 11 AM. Now I’m playing and thinking about food.
I’m still cutting hedges! Have to take frequent breaks! Hot as hades! Looking forward to this being over with….like yesterday!
@ChazMaz thought you were going to cut the grass yesterday! Have fun!
@Austinlad I’ve been to Rudy’s, but I’ve never tried Salt Lick. I reckon I’ll have to give it a try one day.
If we’re talkin’ BBQ, I lurve me some Blue Ribbon
They’re less than a mile from where I work. Yum.
@mrentropy: In New England. The owner is a North Carolina transplant I believe.
Check out the link.
Um. Ironworks for beef ribs. Just sayin…
@cprevite It’s a weeeee bit far for lunch. For me, anyway.
Since you asked, I was sleeping off a bad night. I feel as if I’d spent the night being kicked around in a tin can. If I were going to wake up feeling that bad, at least I ought to have been drunk, but I wasn’t. The birds were out in full vocal force by the time I got to where I could sleep a little. It’s 3:00, and I’m working up to breakfast now after some coffee.
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