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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2014 16:02:05 GMT -5
6 hours of unpaid work at the AIDS outreach center tomorrow, and then I'll leave for my 6 day trip to France (Strasbourg area). Hopefully my tinnitus will quiet down at some point during that vacation. My case of tinnitus dates back to 12/93. Most of the time I don't really notice it, but of course it's always there.
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Post by DE Sinclair on Aug 22, 2014 16:02:54 GMT -5
6 hours of unpaid work at the AIDS outreach center tomorrow, and then I'll leave for my 6 day trip to France (Strasbourg area). Hopefully my tinnitus will quiet down at some point during that vacation. Enjoy your trip! I'd love to visit France, if only to get some decent French food. It's surprisingly hard to find any here in Wisconsin without paying more than the cost of a black market kidney. That's even with having one of Milwaukee's famed ethnic festivals being Bastille Days, celebrating all things French (supposedly). We went several years ago. All we could find to eat was beer, cheese, & brats. Not that it's a bad thing, but it's a disappointment when looking forward to French cuisine.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2014 16:09:34 GMT -5
Only time I've ever eaten French was at some place in Phoenix when I was in grad school out there. Didn't make much of an impression, though I don't recall being repelled or anything.
Well, that & these gatherings my French professor, a native of Normandy, used to have at her house for her students near the end of every spring semester, IIRC. That was appetizers & such, though, rather than a full meal.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2014 16:54:08 GMT -5
I also recently (read: about a year ago) moved from Florida to northern Georgia and the difference in heat is staggering. So much milder, and even when it does creep into the 90s here you don't get the 8 million percent humidity or whatever. The humidity here isn't Florida bad, I'm sure, but still disgusting. It's like you wear the heat. Air conditioning helps, but once you go outside you feel awful the rest of the day. I'd take a dry heat ten degrees hotter if it meant no himidity. About a decade ago, I drove from East Texas to Nevada with my girlfriend and her brother. The temp was much higher from West Texas on, but it was a dry heat and so much more tolerable.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2014 17:07:34 GMT -5
My go-to line as a former resident of both the New Orleans & Phoenix areas -- Yeah, out there it's a dry heat out there, but so's the inside of my oven. I wouldn't recommend sticking your head in there.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2014 17:07:58 GMT -5
Whoever put the "edit" & "quote" buttons side by side should be ...
... well, gently but firmly scolded.
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Post by Icctrombone on Aug 23, 2014 5:00:19 GMT -5
It wasn't the best of days for me yesterday. I was supposed to close on a refinance for my house but my ex's lawyer didn't sign off on some paperwork and it didn't happen. The worst part was that we were set to meet at a diner but I had no way to contact my ex so i was forced to drive there to let her know everything was canceled. It was jarring to see her after so many years, she had gained so much weight and looked so weak that it broke my heart. The cherry on top was that my now wife was mad at me because of what she had to do to go to the closing ( leave work early, bother a supervisor that was on vacation) that when we got home we mixed it up a little. Bad day.
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Post by shaxper on Aug 23, 2014 7:25:53 GMT -5
It wasn't the best of days for me yesterday. I was supposed to close on a refinance for my house but my ex's lawyer didn't sign off on some paperwork and it didn't happen. The worst part was that we were set to meet at a diner but I had no way to contact my ex so i was forced to drive there to let her know everything was canceled. It was jarring to see her after so many years, she had gained so much weight and looked so weak that it broke my heart. The cherry on top was that my now wife was mad at me because of what she had to do to go to the closing ( leave work early, bother a supervisor that was on vacation) that when we got home we mixed it up a little. Bad day. Very sorry to hear this, icctrombone. Would have been nice for that awkward reunion to have been a celebration as opposed to a crisis.
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Post by Pharozonk on Aug 23, 2014 20:43:51 GMT -5
Man this first day of college was exhausting. The worst part is that classes haven't even started yet.
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Post by shaxper on Aug 23, 2014 20:53:24 GMT -5
Man this first day of college was exhausting. The worst part is that classes haven't even started yet. Orientation?
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Post by berkley on Aug 23, 2014 21:18:21 GMT -5
Man this first day of college was exhausting. The worst part is that classes haven't even started yet. Orientation? I'm thinking registration and just dealing with the bureaucracy in general - always an ordeal with any large organisation, whether big business, government, or academic institution.
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Post by berkley on Aug 23, 2014 21:20:26 GMT -5
My go-to line as a former resident of both the New Orleans & Phoenix areas -- Yeah, out there it's a dry heat out there, but so's the inside of my oven. I wouldn't recommend sticking your head in there. I'm waiting to hear someone say, "Yes, it is humid here, but it's a dry humidity!"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2014 22:30:55 GMT -5
Even though it was 37 years ago pretty much to the day, I well remember orientation & such when I started college. It was a very small institution (enrollment of around 1,800 back then, since grown to around 3,000), but I was very pleased to discover that the library had books on anarchism that I'd never encountered, along with August Derleth's mid-'40s book on Lovecraft (that I've completely forgotten the name of).
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Post by Pharozonk on Aug 23, 2014 23:04:28 GMT -5
Man this first day of college was exhausting. The worst part is that classes haven't even started yet. Orientation? Mhm.
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Post by berkley on Aug 23, 2014 23:08:12 GMT -5
Even though it was 37 years ago pretty much to the day, I well remember orientation & such when I started college. It was a very small institution (enrollment of around 1,800 back then, since grown to around 3,000), but I was very pleased to discover that the library had books on anarchism that I'd never encountered, along with August Derleth's mid-'40s book on Lovecraft (that I've completely forgotten the name of). You discreetly refrained from mentioning the name of the place, but obviously it was Miskatonic U, wasn't it.
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