I was a couch potato this weekend. I didn't even bother to get dressed yesterday. I watched TV, though I'd be hard pressed to tell you what I watched, and I read and I played around on the computer a bit. I was gloriously unproductive.
My son said he was going to go job hunting today, but I'm not holding my breath for that to happen. There is always something more important (and I use that word loosely) that comes up instead. I think he was surprised and disappointed that I didn't find his being fired amusing or that I didn't take his side against the mean employers who expected him to show up for work on time. I've been working for almost 27 years straight with only a two month break between jobs when I got married and moved up here. I've pulled my own weight as well as that of my son's father and now my son's, and I'm tired of it. I want me time.
Oh, well, enough of that.
I trampled another beagle infection into the dust this morning. That makes five infected computers. When will people learn?
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You deserve ME time
You mean that mean old boss expected him to actually arrive for work at the time he said he would !!!
Okay what's a beagle infection - I have two outside but they are puppies - I guess they have been busier that I thought this morning.
sorry don't know how I did the repeat one ????
Repeating is a feature. (Feature is actually a euphemism for anything unexplainable that happens with regard to computers.)
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