Life is teh suck today because (a.ka. the official B_tch & Moan thread)

[Lucky]

Lady bugs are one of the best at eating destructive bugs. Sorry you can not send them my way.

See, I thot you were joking about shipping them. Can you even ship such things and would they survive? If the answer is yes and yes, and you were serious, I would be more than happy to do it, but I doubt they would survive the trip. Happily, I have found a solution to my problem: my mom wants them for her garden, so I have been bottling them up with some orange peels so that I can bring them over to her. The little bastards still have the full run of the house though. Armado’s suggestion of sealing their fate in a cloud of atomic fire is now off the table. My inner combat engineer is weeping…

On why life is the suck today… a little bit more serious than my previous post…

As a few of ya might know, I have a TBI. Through some various techniques I have found, it’s not so bad, and college is actually helping me focus, but I took two hard spills in the last few days…

Holy craap! I used to be able to handle this kind of stuff, no problem, but now… the slightest rattling of my brain and I am throwing up on the ground. Ugghhh. I feel like such a wimp…

[AwsmEngrGrl]

I haven’t been able to sleep like a normal person in weeks. I guess if I’m gonna be up all night, I might as well do a little homework.

[Janitorbob]

Good idea. I don’t think anyone will miss my neighbor. I am nearly 100% certain that he is a vampire—seriously. The dude only comes out of his house between midnight and five Am.

I can say for certain he is not a Vampire. He’s never at the meetings and he dosent pay union dues. I rarely leave the house when the sun is up. I’ve worked midnights for over 11 years. I cant gat my mail without sunblock and dark glasses.

[Hypatia]

Lady bugs are one of the best at eating destructive bugs. Sorry you can not send them my way.

They like to eat aphids, so they are the green alternative to insecticides. A few years ago, my neighbor ordered 10,000 ladybugs for her roses. I think that 9999 of them ended up in my yard. They did a good job on the aphids, though.

[Armando]

So yesterday Elena’s day care called to ask us to pick her up because she was running a fever. I took the day off work today to take her to the doctor and it turns out she just has a cold. No big deal. But my department chair asked me to call him this afternoon so he could give me my schedule for next year. He’s offered me ONE MOTERFRAKKING CLASS for sure, with maybe a second if there’s overflow. I had three classes (two full year and one that only met in the fall) this year and we were practically starving until my wife started temping last month. I told him and everyone else in the department that I needed three and three in order to even begin to make ends meet next year. Instead, they not only pass me over for a full time gig AGAIN (in favor of someone who’s a good friend, but, no offense, is able to play the game better because he lives nearby and is able to be visible, whereas I have a long commute and two children and am therefore not always available for any little thing).

I have half a mind to just quit and tell them to stick their one class where the sun don’t shine, but I need to find a new job first (good luck, right?). Just when I thought things were starting to look up.

[Mr_Lister_Sir]

They like to eat aphids, so they are the green alternative to insecticides. A few years ago, my neighbor ordered 10,000 ladybugs for her roses. I think that 9999 of them ended up in my yard. They did a good job on the aphids, though.

Ahh you are a Rimmer…you are a smeee heee

[Mr_Lister_Sir]

It has been raining here pretty much non stop for 36 hours. I dont mind the rain but it makes pot holes invisible. Those cause flat tires which are not fun to change in the rain. Lucky the tire place i use gives good warranties

[Casilda]

It has been raining here pretty much non stop for 36 hours.

I think it’s the entire East Coast.

The rain is making my allergies go even crazier than normal, which in turn makes me lose my appetite and then I’m hungry which makes me more grumpy.

Plus people are being stupid, and I don’t abide by stupidity.

I hope the sun comes out soon.

[gwensdad2003]

I found out today that my workplace (which pays me well enough and lets me listen to 30+ hours of podcasts a week) will be closing in October. Very little liklyhood of me getting a job elsewhere in the system. And I had to hear it from my mother who saw it on the news (and she’s clueless about how things work)
So, I need to figure out if we can keep our stuff (like, house) and if I need to start removing podcasts from my rotation.

[Pike]

Yikes, GD. So sorry to hear that.

[NothingButheRain]

Good luck Gwensdad.

[Leah]

It has been raining here pretty much non stop for 36 hours. I dont mind the rain but it makes pot holes invisible. Those cause flat tires which are not fun to change in the rain. Lucky the tire place i use gives good warranties

So much rain and still such a high fire index.

[AwsmEngrGrl]

It has been raining here pretty much non stop for 36 hours. I dont mind the rain but it makes pot holes invisible. Those cause flat tires which are not fun to change in the rain. Lucky the tire place i use gives good warranties

Bummer about the tire.

It only rained in the afternoon here, but I was working on an aquarium project in my engineering class. Not only did we get to go between the greenhouse and the shop in the rain, but there were hoses and pumps sending water all over the place in the greenhouse. After 4 hours, my socks, shoes, and jeans were completely soaked.

[Mr_Lister_Sir]

Bummer about the tire.

It only rained in the afternoon here, but I was working on an aquarium project in my engineering class. Not only did we get to go between the greenhouse and the shop in the rain, but there were hoses and pumps sending water all over the place in the greenhouse. After 4 hours, my socks, shoes, and jeans were completely soaked.

See thats the problem with wearing pants…if you were to embrace the pantsless revolution that would not happen

[Mr_Lister_Sir]

So much rain and still such a high fire index.

We are acually out of the red flag warning…just flash flood and tornado warnings

[AwsmEngrGrl]

See thats the problem with wearing pants…if you were to embrace the pantsless revolution that would not happen

Lost the pants the second I walked into my apartment. The engineering department frowns on pantslessness for some reason. Go figure :rolleyes:

[Apollymy]

I found out today that my workplace (which pays me well enough and lets me listen to 30+ hours of podcasts a week) will be closing in October. Very little liklyhood of me getting a job elsewhere in the system. And I had to hear it from my mother who saw it on the news (and she’s clueless about how things work)
So, I need to figure out if we can keep our stuff (like, house) and if I need to start removing podcasts from my rotation.

Oh no! My thoughts are with you!

[Cackleberry]

Life sucks this week cause on Monday we had layoffs. I survived it but it was (still is) pretty horrible. One worked for me so I had to sign the papers and be in the meeting. He looked at me and said I’ve been with the company for 23 years, now I have to go home and tell my wife I’m unemployed, how do I do that. It was heart breaking. Closed doors, grown men coming out crying cause they were just laid off. This week has sucked.

Mostly I’ve been coming home at night and just curling up in bed. Thankful I still have my job and sad for those that lost theirs.

I get it - friends being made redundant. I am so grateful I got a job in these crazy times.

You are not alone…at my office seems people are getting laid off weekly (and we aren’t that big). The woman who trained me 3 years ago left today, and I spent 1/2 the morning learning the rest of her job that is left. I felt awful; she was senior to me & had 6 years with the company. I am not complaining about having a job, but how did I get spared? “Suvivor’s guilt” in a way…

It’s a common feeling around these parts too.

Came home sick today…
Had this Craaap for two days now…

Gods save me…

I’m home after struggling through a two day meeting for work. Feel shocking!

Survivor guilt is part of it. Although there is nothing to feel guilty about, its simply a very sad situation that we are powerless to change.

I think the key to hanging on as long as possible is being as flexible as possible. Be the one that can do and is willing to do many different things, you need a really big head so you can wear as many hats as possible. I’ve removed the word “no” from my vocabulary.

There is a major campaign happening in Victoria at the moment to try to get people to take their annual leave. No one wants to take sick days or leave or anything at all as they all want to be seen to be the ones going the extra mile.

I’ll take some too, usually I buy them and release them into my garden. They help keep the mealy bugs that invaded my garden under control.

They like to eat aphids, so they are the green alternative to insecticides. A few years ago, my neighbor ordered 10,000 ladybugs for her roses. I think that 9999 of them ended up in my yard. They did a good job on the aphids, though.

Yes they do eat aphids, but not all species. Some attack plants.

I have half a mind to just quit and tell them to stick their one class where the sun don’t shine, but I need to find a new job first (good luck, right?). Just when I thought things were starting to look up.

You’re being very patient Armando, try and hold in there until that new job arrives.

I found out today that my workplace (which pays me well enough and lets me listen to 30+ hours of podcasts a week) will be closing in October. Very little liklyhood of me getting a job elsewhere in the system. And I had to hear it from my mother who saw it on the news (and she’s clueless about how things work)
So, I need to figure out if we can keep our stuff (like, house) and if I need to start removing podcasts from my rotation.

That totally sucks Gwensdad - sending you good vibes

[ThotFullGuy]

OK, I missed the meetup, which sucked, had to wait weeks for the BSG finale, have been crook as a dog for three days, but the worst thing is a few minutes ago I found out that my Uni supervisor and good friend died of cancer a few days ago and her funeral is on Monday. Apologies for a long post ahead, but you are the people I want to tell.

I’ve known her for ten years. She was a lecturer in biology of mine during my undergrad degree. She had just finished her PhD and was fun and nothing like the stuffy types in the rest of the faculty. She was then my supervisor during my honours year, leading me with a cool head to allow me to construct an 80000 word thesis and all the practical lab work and field work within a nine month time frame. We shared her joy at the end of the year when she finally gave birth to a baby girl she never thought she would have after having beaten breast cancer.

She stepped in as my PhD supervisor when my original one proved to be a cantankerous alpha male who enjoyed playing power games. She got me in the door of academia. She gave me opportunities in demonstrating, tutoring, marking, and lecturing positions which normally required lots of experience - she said I knew I could do it.

During my first year of teaching she suffered a relapse while her baby was very young. The breast cancer had returned. She had secondaries in her spine and hips. She had said to me she had been suffering from migraines and I told her to get them checked out. She started treatment and walked with a cane. She took time out and appointed me as acting subject coordinator of biology while I was only 23, with a support staff member.

She returned to work with dogged determination, we moved her office to the ground level and we used trolleys to help her carry paper. She put faith in me to become Subject Coordinator of plant pathology for the entire faculty at the age of 26. She continued to be cheerful and tell everyone about her daughter’s achievements.

A staff member wrote in an email: “She always talked about her students—undergraduate and postgraduate with enthusiasm for their journey and she persisted, sometimes over many years, with individual students who had struggles of their own, [including myself.] She was also very funny—a good mimic and her laughter was cathartic all round! Her recent retirement from the University was a small concession to the increasing tiredness of the past year. She was recently appointed an Honorary Fellow”.

She died very suddenly on Monday. I only learned of her death an hour ago. She held on to see her only child start school a few weeks ago and leaves behind her little one and her husband. RIP.

I’m very sorry to hear of loss of your friend.

[ATGreat]

OK, I missed the meetup, which sucked, had to wait weeks for the BSG finale, have been crook as a dog for three days, but the worst thing is a few minutes ago I found out that my Uni supervisor and good friend died of cancer a few days ago and her funeral is on Monday. Apologies for a long post ahead, but you are the people I want to tell.

I’ve known her for ten years. She was a lecturer in biology of mine during my undergrad degree. She had just finished her PhD and was fun and nothing like the stuffy types in the rest of the faculty. She was then my supervisor during my honours year, leading me with a cool head to allow me to construct an 80000 word thesis and all the practical lab work and field work within a nine month time frame. We shared her joy at the end of the year when she finally gave birth to a baby girl she never thought she would have after having beaten breast cancer.

She stepped in as my PhD supervisor when my original one proved to be a cantankerous alpha male who enjoyed playing power games. She got me in the door of academia. She gave me opportunities in demonstrating, tutoring, marking, and lecturing positions which normally required lots of experience - she said I knew I could do it.

During my first year of teaching she suffered a relapse while her baby was very young. The breast cancer had returned. She had secondaries in her spine and hips. She had said to me she had been suffering from migraines and I told her to get them checked out. She started treatment and walked with a cane. She took time out and appointed me as acting subject coordinator of biology while I was only 23, with a support staff member.

She returned to work with dogged determination, we moved her office to the ground level and we used trolleys to help her carry paper. She put faith in me to become Subject Coordinator of plant pathology for the entire faculty at the age of 26. She continued to be cheerful and tell everyone about her daughter’s achievements.

A staff member wrote in an email: “She always talked about her students—undergraduate and postgraduate with enthusiasm for their journey and she persisted, sometimes over many years, with individual students who had struggles of their own, [including myself.] She was also very funny—a good mimic and her laughter was cathartic all round! Her recent retirement from the University was a small concession to the increasing tiredness of the past year. She was recently appointed an Honorary Fellow”.

She died very suddenly on Monday. I only learned of her death an hour ago. She held on to see her only child start school a few weeks ago and leaves behind her little one and her husband. RIP.

I very sorry to hear about your friend passing.

Seveal years ago, a fantastic teacher of mine was killed in a car accident. He had kept me going in school when I though about giving up. I wish I could offer something more than a virtual hug, but my thoughts are with you.