Nah - I'm still far better off there than elsewhere.
It's less what happened and more his attitude to it that bugs me. I'll get over it.

We've had good luck with the terro boxes.

thank you--I'll check them out.

Wacked a woodchuck the other day. OK Reset the trap and caught an opposum today. I just don't feel like wacking it today, esp after I just came back from a shoot where I photographed a farmer butchering 105 chickens. I wsa really looking forward to a glass of red wine. Instead I have to either relocate the possum or wack it and dispose of the body.

rrrrrrr.

foot - what are you trying to catch?

P.S. I think 'wacked a woodchuck' can have a lot of interpretations.

We get annual woodchuck infestations. I was just being sure I got all of the woodchucks before i put the trap away.

It was him or me...

poor defenseless little groundhog . . .

Can you eat ground hogs? If so I am in...

Why did you need to kill the possum?

I have to go visit a disabled children and young person's respite care home today. Normally I attend with the assessment officer, but I was unable to make it last week so ended up arranging to do a seperate visit this week. I am so not in the mood for this, Y'know? I am ready to be on holiday for a week, I need a break. Don't wanna iron clothes and make m'self look respectable, just want to chill at home with Pilau and a good book.

After that I have to meet my election agent and fill out the election expense returns. Blah.

But that's only very, very mildly irritating me.....what's mildly irritating me is that I have booked off next week as a holiday (not going anywhere just at home) but have realised there are three events I need to be at during that week :(

It's not irritating me, but it weirded me out a bit.

It's my responsibility to keep the office stocked with certain items - cleaning materials, tea and coffee, biscuits for external meetings etc. My predecessor tended to order from a stationery company, but I realised even before VAT they were more expensive than a normal supermarket.

So I made the decision to accept a £5 delivery charge and order once a month. I am already saving the company money. The online account is in the company name and is paid for on the company credit card. I don't shop online myself, I only use this account for work.

The nearest supermarket that delivers is Sainbury's. Where I shop myself, the old fashioned way. Where I have a loyalty card. So I use my loyalty card to accrue points for my office spend. Nothing wrong with that.

BUT. The second time I shopped online, the helpful website came up with suggestions of what I might like to buy. Instead of cleaning products, toilet rolls, coffee it offered me cheap cuts of chicken (for the boys), scented candles and lager. Using the purchases tracked on my loyalty card over the last 10 months.

Of course I realise this is the point of the cards. You don't get something for nothing from a big company. And I'm not getting paranoid and ooooh, Big Brother! It just spooked me for a while, as if someone was looking out of my pc and recognising me.

That's not all companies are tracking about your online buying habits.

This has been irritating all week and even came up at dinner at a neighbor's last night. (I was still polite but observably quiet about it) We are not particularly close to these neighbors. I do find it insulting that LOTR tours etc..that fall under the heading of "craetive torus" can retrogress into being a racist issue. Misspelling intentional, sorry. Only living here do I find each idea narrowed down to race even if it's a fun and cool idea. If there are too many white people doing anything, even if they are international white people, the experts in their field, and asking for more participation from an international community, racism is still brought up:
(Local alt. media newspaper)

http://sfreporter.com/articles/publi...-white-men.php

That's where I live for you. People mark it out if there are too many white people in one area. Whether the point of the whole thing is to create diversity and define what this new field is with everyone or not.

It was him or me.

Freakin' kids slamming the door to the backyard, right next to my computer, every freakin' five minutes. God I can't wait for Monday!