I thought it was chocolate soft serve...Or the poop one
I thought it was chocolate soft serve...Or the poop one
Man, I obviously don't know her like you, but I'd be really surprised if that wasn't meant to be a joke.It's my wife's birthday, and I posted on her FB page something like, "Happy birthday! (does this count as a gift)?" That's an obvious joke, right? One of her friends replied, "No. It is not." Maybe she's joking, but I don't know this person to be a jocular type. That just completely annoys me for some reason.
And even if it wasn't, it should probably be taken as one.Man, I obviously don't know her like you, but I'd be really surprised if that wasn't meant to be a joke.
Maybe it's Lupus.As if I didn't already have enough to take care of today, of COURSE one of the automation computers has to start bluescreening (Stop codes A and 8E). Agghhh. It's probably gonna need a new hard drive, OS reinstall, the works. Trying new RAM first, as a hail mary. But it's almost never the RAM.
At least then it wouldn't be my problem to fixMaybe it's Lupus.
But it's almost never the RAM.
I wish it WERE the RAM. But it's not. Still crapping out with new RAM.Narrator: ...it was the RAM.
Maybe it's Maybeline.Maybe it's Lupus.
Part of me feels bad for you. Part of me is highly amused by the idea of you chugging cartons of broth and then angrily crushing the empty containers.I bought two cartons (32 oz each) of low sodium chicken broth to get me through the day. One's already gone. I don't know if the other will last till dark.
Myfitnesspal is screaming at me that I've already hit my sodium content for the day. Ha ha ha well guess what I'm gonna DOUBLE THAT EASY.
Not eating SUCKS. And I thought the 500-800 calorie diet was rough.
I AM THE CRANKIEST BANDIT
I'm not a barbarian, I pour them into large 24oz styrofoam cups and microwave them, first.Part of me feels bad for you. Part of me is highly amused by the idea of you chugging cartons of broth and then angrily crushing the empty containers.
Are you.... supposed to microwave Styrofoam? I thought that was not great.I'm not a barbarian, I pour them into large 24oz styrofoam cups and microwave them, first.
These are the kind made for hot coffee, so it's pretty safe. Only a problem if the contents get hot enough to melt the foam. Which I'm not doing.Are you.... supposed to microwave Styrofoam? I thought that was not great.
And I'm just over here drinking my fucking broth likeYou know, I really appreciate all the things @GasBandit has done for us over the years, so I've taken the liberty of sending a dozen pizzas. I'm sure they'll be appreciated.
Oh man, I just realized that Gas will never be able to rebuild his pizza box tower.You know, I really appreciate all the things @GasBandit has done for us over the years, so I've taken the liberty of sending a dozen pizzas. I'm sure they'll be appreciated.
If he cuts the pizza into 16 slices, and vacuum seals 15 for the next half month, he could...Oh man, I just realized that Gas will never be able to rebuild his pizza box tower.
You clearly never saw the pizza box tower.If he cuts the pizza into 16 slices, and vacuum seals 15 for the next half month, he could...
Surely you have pictures?You clearly never saw the pizza box tower.
I would be sad about that, except I really should not WANT to rebuild it, because having a tower of pizza boxes literally wedged between floor and ceiling is not something any home should have.Oh man, I just realized that Gas will never be able to rebuild his pizza box tower.
She might have it from when I sent it to her ages ago, but mine died with the old phone.Surely you have pictures?
I mean, if you sent it to me, it's SOMEWHERE in your hangouts history. I am inclined to think I'd have to dig through at least a year of messages at this point to find it though.I would be sad about that, except I really should not WANT to rebuild it, because having a tower of pizza boxes literally wedged between floor and ceiling is not something any home should have.
At my worst, I only ever got two pizza boxes a week. So imagine how long that took.
She might have it from when I sent it to her ages ago, but mine died with the old phone.
That's a thick-ass swamp I ain't wading back through. Not for evidence of my own dysfunction, anyway.I mean, if you sent it to me, it's SOMEWHERE in your hangouts history. I am inclined to think I'd have to dig through at least a year of messages at this point to find it though.
So, after trying the RAM, and the hard drive, and STILL not having any success, the engineer and I have narrowed it down to the freakin' on-board GPU. We had it going fine again, until windows 7 recognized and installed the drivers for the damn intel GPU, and then it went right back to bluescreening/garbled images. Booting in safe mode works, uninstalling the graphics adapter and rebooting back into normal mode works...As if I didn't already have enough to take care of today, of COURSE one of the automation computers has to start bluescreening (Stop codes A and 8E). Agghhh. It's probably gonna need a new hard drive, OS reinstall, the works. Trying new RAM first, as a hail mary. But it's almost never the RAM.
Kags says her favorite color is green. Followed by blue, red, and purple.Pink is awesome!
But, if one didn't want a pink bow for some reason, what would they pick?
Well, yeah. No sense in making mom angry for any longer than necessary.Daughter waited for *3* weeks and the night before yearbook picture day to tell us she lost her math team tee shirt within hours of getting it.