Today's phrase of the day is...

Today's favoured expression:

What the yellow, rubbery fuck is the point of that?

Charlie was commenting today how at Morrisons, if the checkout staff don't remember to empty the till every 4th shift for the sake of security, they not only get a reprimand, but they get councelling too.

I'm truly, truly astounded.

So there's your answer... Feeling stressed? Anxious? Depressed? Work at Morrisons to resolve all your issues free of charge! (Though we'll overprice you on the cheese to make up for it)

Really, councelling with a trained councellor... because you forgot to empty the till. ^^;;
Apparently you get councelling for a whole bunch of other things if you do stuff wrong too.
Stacked the ham next to the beef by mistake? Councelling...
Reduced the wrong line of stock because you're stupid...? Councelling...
Miss-weigh the bacon on the deli counter...? Councelling...

Hooray, for we are truly becoming a therapised nation. O_o

Suppose it could be cool if you have a whole shedload of issues to resolve though. Just keep doing stupid crap, get free therapy, resign.

We sat around in the Shires Centre during a lovely downpour in Leicester today, trying to work out exactly how many issues (genuine or otherwise) we had between us.
(More issues than the TV guide, just not quite as colourful)
It's cool, we have miles of grounds to be fucked up on apparently, stretching from abandonment issues, repressed anger, split personalities, obsessive compulsive tendancies and the big, bad low self esteem...
*snorks*
Yeah, we all came from really traumatic childhoods... no, really we did...

Not that any of us really suffer badly from any of those, but it's useful ammunition to bitch with if you forget to empty the till...


Picked up my comics today while I was there. *Hears the slash writers gearing up their keyboards as she flips through Ulti 20*
And indeed, back to my phrase o' the day... What the yellow, rubbery fuck is going on with Scott and Jean?
Please somebody stop them... stop them right now... >.<

Though, Xavier seems to be concentrating awful hard in the top panel of that last page. Suppose it'd be too much to ask for it to be social engineering, cause these people don't seem to have an original bone in their body.

*Bitch bitch whine whine Moooooooooo...*

Though on the plus side I do like Magneto's beardy thing. I think it suits him (she says, totally out of the blue)

Got home and discovered the dog had got herself locked in my room again. My bed's all furry now... -_-;;
Oh, and the curtains from where she's been poking her head out the window...
And the floor, thought that was kind of furry to start with.

*sighs and digs out some clean sheets*

Nothing like dog fluff in your bed to give you that lovely itchy-scratchy feeling in the middle of the night. Only marginally less annoying than crumbs.

On the scrounge

I'm debating whether it's worth the effort of hunting down some apparently highly ellusive peach coloured pillowcases for a pet little side project I promied a couple of people I'd have a crack at.
They might have to settle for somewhat yellow-ish instead. It's not quite the effect I was after, but short of making them myself *shudders at the notion* I have no clue where I can get my sticky little mitts on the right coloured covers.
You'd think they really couldn't be that hard to find, and I certainly found the right coloured covers for both big square cushions and those weird, gigantic V shaped pillows. Can I find them for regular pillows?
Not a chance in heck.
So it's jaundiced yellow or somewhat sunburned dusky pink instead unless Dunnelm in L'borough get in some new stock.
I'm bemused by the apparent lack of range they had when I popped in the other day actually. I remember them having a heck of a lot more than that once upon a time.
They do have a wide array of blues and greens, but after that there's just a frostbitten lilac, sickly yellow, dusky pink and plain ole white.
What happened to the other colours, that's what I want to know. Surely bed linnen used to have more variety than that? ^^;

Maybe I'm just being nostalgic for that fabulous sugar pink bed-set I had as a kid... lol

I have an urge on me to finish making that Poke-X too, but I'm buggered if I can remember where I put those patterns for his costume... they're down by my bookcase somewhere, but I think they got lost under my duvet after I chucked it into a corner for the summer. I have the Pikachu backpack already but I'm still lacking the black.
Damned apathy ^^;;

Well that and damned indecision about a suitable material to use too of course. Making it up as you go along can be a bitch, especially when you have no clue what you're talking about... ^__^

Still, John agreed to make me claws for it out of real metal and everything. I may have difficulty ever getting it out of the country with the claws in-situ... actually may have trouble not getting stopped by the fuzz walking down the street with the claws in-situ, but what the heck, so long as they're not TOO sharp...

*BANG!!*

Just saw the most kickass fireworks display across the street.
Free show all for the trouble of leaning out your bathroom window ^__^
It's a side-effect of the ever-popular Indian wedding. I'm guessing someone or other's getting married/has just got married/will be getting married in the very near future...
Bloody good display as well. Nicely choreographed for a backyard celebration. I'm dutifully impressed.

*LT stands on the edge of the bathtub, her top half dangling out the window*

Ooooooooh... sparkly...