Because that’s how I roll. Where did I leave off? Oh yeah, a waterer for the chickens. I’m not sure if that’s the right name for it. It seems to piss off the automatic spell check when I type waterer, the angry red line appears. Like a jittery Kool-Aid man is laying out a like of sweet, sweet nose candy. Anyway, problem… alleviated I guess since I did find one. So no special trip to buy one. Yay for that.
Subbing has picked up a touch. I think I sort of got an offer for a job-job. Also, there’s a school really close that needs a TA in a room, but that’s pretty much what I’ve left earlier this year. That probably wouldn’t look the best, but I’m also pretty into the substituting thing. It’s nice, it’s fluid. It let’s me do what I can, or have a day to have lunch with the kids. Also, the Burrito is hitting Pre-K this year. Tomorrow, in fact. Holy taco nipples, my youngest is old enough to try and merge him into society. That warrants its own paragraph later…
I’m hoping that by venting I will stop dwelling on one crummy night of gaming, because I really like the character and I like my friends (mostly), and I assume they like me. Enough to keep hanging out. Still, sitting around for three and half hours waiting to be brought into the session, and then another forty five minutes while the PC’s actively avoided my character is more than a little annoying. Like I said, hoping that this serves as purge so I’m not pissy.
We’ve been watching Orphan Black, finally. It’s good. The actress is good. Incredible might be more accurate. We finished Chuck for a second time, and this time around I was much more aware of the other characters. Their growth and development, particularly Sarah. And I got to say I almost didn’t finish it that second time. I’m big on no spoilers, even in regards to a show that’s been on the likes of Netflix in its entirety for a couple of years, but there’s some things that rather bothered me. We’ve been picking back at Grimm. Once it got past the first season it wasn’t so derpy, or boring. Well, the derp is still there at times, but it seems to be a known thing and I’d say it’s been embraced. Good.
I jotted down “Jack Asses In The Media”, and I guess I’m more than a touch riled up over this Kim Davis fuckwit. I really think anybody who has been through any number of divorces has no grounds what the fuck ever to say anything about anybody else’s relationships. You clearly don’t know what the fuck you are doing anymore than the rest of us, and obviously are worse off than some of us in that same regard. And in between yesterday and now there seems to be some utter moron of a judge in Tennessee trying to make some sort of backwater inbred point by denying a divorce based off the SCOTUS decision. I should probably clarify that I’m totally for gay marriage. Totally. And I’m also all about if you want to flout a law you disagree with, go for it*. But you cannot expect there to be no reaction. I mean, I dislike my taxes being spent on bombs and bullets, but shit I didn’t quit my job over it. And I didn’t alter my files to not pay into the tax system.
*- Some laws are good. Don’t go around raping and killing. Anything that should fall into a Common Sense realm of what not to do others.
Oh, I had some pictures I wanted to post this go round as well. Let me see if I can figure that out…
Here’s some of the chicken coop I’ve been working on. It’s almost done. I just need a bit more netting to go over the top to keep critters out.
Here’s the path I’ve laid out to get to the firepit. It’s rough, but I like it. I need to get some edging material and gravel of some sort to fill in around the walking stones. But I’m thinking this is a good way to work up some of the yard into something other than dirt/mud.
Okay, that’s a better post. I think I covered everything I had intended to go yesterday, and a bit extra on top of that.