I Ain't Afraid of No Daleks

Well, no lay off...but I have been shifted to strictly night work for the interim, as there's no Sunday/day shift for the time being, in my department.

Flamey is sitting on the arm of my chair, staring at the computer screen: "What's she saying about me?" My little ginger cat is such a nosey thing.

Speaking of noses, (did you like that segway) I read where David Tennant's one of the hosts for Red Nose Day this year, good for him! I only learned about that particular charity last year, but think it's a fantastic idea.

I'm to meet some co-workers at 4pm, back at the office, and we're going all pile into my farm-lady friend's car, and go shopping...at Price-Rite supermarket...they're having an awesome sale...boneless chicken breasts for only $1.99 a pound! Whoo-hoo!

Well...I've told you life in Glens Falls is rather dull...do you lot need further proof?

I've 15 dollars to spare, so I thought I'd see what's what. Besides my Natl. Grid bill going up this month, my food stamps have been sharply reduced--just for this month though, oddly...so I'll be using more of my tiny little weekly pay packet to spend on groceries, so I'm taking anything I can get cheap, this month, and saving the food stamps for "special" (ie: more expensive) items.

Everyone likes my new hair cut. I had my pic taken at work with my dorky winter hat off--although it's not styled, and I'm dressed way down too, not like I normally would be, 'cos quite frankly, I'm nearly out of clean clothes...can't do the laundry until Wednesday, and I'm down to my last clean pair of jeans--which are my old barn/horse riding jeans from 6 years ago, and tho't hey still are wearable, they are pretty much the last pair I do wear, as a rule, cos' they're getting a bit beat...and I was wearing a 20 year old sweater, as well...not looking my best in the pic, in other words. Ah well. Maybe I can slip on my evening gown, and snag my hillbilly neighbour into taking my pic--in fact, maybe I'll do that tomorrow. He owes me a favour.

I'd posted, earlier this week--think Wed? or maybe Tues?, a request for feedback on the idea of putting in a Dr Who fan-fic blog, and re-posting my stories on there, while allowing others to do the same.

Yeah, that went over well. Theonly feed back I got was in the negative, in a semi-non-constructive kind of way. No one else could be bothered to respond...so I am left to assume either they didn't read it, were too embarrassed to respond, or just plain didn't give a shite, one way or the other...to me always, a non-response is generally taken as a negative (not that it hurt my feelings mind you--it's just that it tells me that it didn't make any impression whatsoever--or, that it made a negative impression, and no one wants to say so) So, no Dr Who fan fic blogs on bcuk then.

Anyway, that's that.

A Sunny Saturday morning for us, today. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, the boys upstairs are banging about...don't those rugrat teens ever sleep? Jeez--all night long...only time they were quiet was between 3 and 5am...and one point, the thunder of a couple of pairs of feet running up three flights of stairs woke me at 2am.

Where the hell do they get the energy? Well, this from the girl whom used to voluntairly wake at 4am on a late spring morning, just to watch the sun come up over the hills across the river. Was I ever that young...and that ambitious? Yeah, back in the day, I used to throw off the covers with a "oh boy! It's MORNING!" attitude...30-something years later, I'm like: "Dang! It's morning already?" What ever happened to that happy-go-lucky, can't wait to greet the day attitude? Life happened...or as we Yanks say, sh_t happens.

Have to work today, bleh. But, did my shopping yesterday, so for once I can just come home and relax. Unless I get invited to go to the cows again...and not sure I'd accept this time, lovely weekend as it is, 'cause I'm annoyingly tired, the last few days. Suspect it's either my anemia or my blood sugar, playing up, as I've not done anything overly stressful, of late.

So, find out in the next 72 hours, whether I'll have a pay check, the middle of February or not. If I wasn't getting my tax refund, quite frankly that would leave me in some very hot water...oh, I'd have enough...barely, to pay the rent, and probably, if I scrimp and save, the (now much higher as of Feb) National f'ing Grid bill....but feeding the cats and me, would be a challenge...and the internet and phone would most certainly have to go.

But, then, work may decide they can use me, and let me work some night hours...I may even be allowed to keep my current half-time schedule of 20 hours a week. So, not going to moan and rend my hair just yet...in a wait and see, mode.

So, here's some pics once again, of morning in snowy Glens Falls, NY. It's a balmy 4 F ( -15 C ) But supposed to rise to 22 F later today. One of the odd things about winter temps here, is that it can actually feel warmer at minus 15 C, than when it's say, minus 6 C, because a calm wind at minus 15 celsius with sun, is actually a dry cold, whereas the minus 6 C temps with strong winds, throws in a windchill factor--and it's a damper cold, and it just feels horrid....the kind of cold where you feel like your ears will fall off and you get chilled through...whereas with a dry -15 C cold with little or no wind, one can feel (if dressed properly) quite warm and comfortable.

Such is the case this morning, at any rate. I was out on the balcony--in my pyjamas, and the cold actually fooled me...thought it was in the low 20's F! It doesn't at all feel like it's 4 degrees F out there, not in the least. Yet, yesterday morning, it was actually 21 F, and I couldn't feel my face! My ears were stinging from the cold, by the time I'd walked the 10 or 12 minutes into work! Blimey, I was freezing!

Cat owners don't just have cats cos' we want to get rid of mice and of course, for the love and companionship they generously grant us....they're also a form of FREE entertainment...well, as long as they don't break anything.

Hello all,

Just woke from an unplanned nap. Around an hour after I got home, I started to feel woozy and nauseous...laid down, and suddenly I'm having massive amounts of gas...suspect it was the Burger King (or as some yanks say, "burger woof") onion rings I had for my early lunch this morning---haven't had them in a couple of years, and I guess I forgot why...they give me enough gas to power a hundred cookers. Yup, I was a walking bum trumpet, a fartcycle, a regular gut thunderer. Hopefully it'll be gone before I go into the office in the morning, or my cubicle mates are libable to be giving me dirty looks for the rest of the day. It probably didn't help that I ordered the rings with some "zesty" dipping sauce, which is marginally hot and very spicy.

I ate at 11am, and I'm still not hungry at 9.30 in the evening, so don't think I'm going to be buying any more BK stuff for a while. Well, I have been doing my best to steer clear of junk food anyway, but sometimes I just get a craving....48 years of American fast food, die hard I'm afraid.

BK has a new sandwich on the menu, laughably called the "prime rib burger." (Prime rib being an expesive type of steak, served rare to medium rare, au jus, in American steak houses and posher restaurants, and is usually really lucious, by the way.) This is a rip off of the same exact burger offered by another fast food chain, Hardee's (which is far superiour to BK), and also I believe I once saw it in an advert for some chain called "Carl's Jr." or something like that.

This is a prime rib:

Burger King's Prime Rib Burger, is just a small regular hamburger--very dry and tasteles, with a few thin slices of roast beef folded on top of it...on the bun is some black pepper sauce, a few measly pieces of lettuce and a slice of tomato (which I opted to not have on mine, as I thoroughly dislike fresh tomatoes)...the bun was just your typical bun, and being charged nearly $6 for a medium coke, onion rings and that rotten sandwich...left me wishing I'd gone across the street to the Quizno's sub shop, instead.

A Quizno's prime rib sub---that usually does look (mostly) like the adverts..for about the same price as that naf BK meal: