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The temperature here in the office has been holding at 85 degrees all day, which I am surprised about quite frankly. It was 83 in here when it was 65 outside, and now that it is 79 outside it is still only 85 in here. Hardly proportional, but I will take it if that is all that I am going to get.

Though if it reaches 90 in here I am leaving and letting my boss know after I am home.

*has another bottle of water*
 
Yay Navy Medical! You guys fucked up the type of appointment I needed to have done in order for me to separate. Now you won't give me an appt before I separate and tell me I'm going to have to fix it. Of course it doesn't matter how many other people you piss off or fuck over. And the irony being that you told me my appt, which took all of two minutes, was supposed to be a half hour and that I needed a 45min one to do what I needed to get done. Worthless, you are.
 
Dammit. Every email that I try to compose starts sounding like a dirty old man wrote it withing the first or second sentence.

I guess I'm just a dirty old man :D ;) :eek: :rolleyes: :confused: :(

Yeah, they all apply. I am quite dysfunctional today.
 
The temperature here in the office has been holding at 85 degrees all day, which I am surprised about quite frankly. It was 83 in here when it was 65 outside, and now that it is 79 outside it is still only 85 in here. Hardly proportional, but I will take it if that is all that I am going to get.

Though if it reaches 90 in here I am leaving and letting my boss know after I am home.

*has another bottle of water*

Had to open your big mouth, huh? It is now getting even warmer in here, closing in on 90 degrees as we speak.
 
Lord help me, he's back. The one with the smile that seems to melt my pants off. Lordy, lordy, I had better go to lunch and get away, or I'm going to jump him and drag him back to my office. *breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out*
 
Yay Navy Medical! You guys fucked up the type of appointment I needed to have done in order for me to separate. Now you won't give me an appt before I separate and tell me I'm going to have to fix it. Of course it doesn't matter how many other people you piss off or fuck over. And the irony being that you told me my appt, which took all of two minutes, was supposed to be a half hour and that I needed a 45min one to do what I needed to get done. Worthless, you are.

It seems that you have finally met the military service cock-up department that exists in every military support unit and has done since the time of the Roman legionary.

I'm surprised that you have been lucky enough to avoid them before now.

My father was commissioned into the Royal Navy in 1945 to join Operation Olympic - the final attack on the Japanese main islands. He was told to have his uniform made as quickly as possible because he would be leaving within hours of the paperwork being finished. He had to use almost all his clothing coupons and pay high rates for speedy tailoring.

The paperwork was cancelled because of the Japanese surrender. He never became a Royal Navy officer and had an expensive uniform he couldn't wear.

I had similar encounters with the cock-up department some 18 years later.

Og
 
89 degrees here in the office. The computer (that is normally so quiet I can sleep with it running right next to my head [it used to be my home computer]) is making so much noise it sounds like my home computer (a tricked out gaming machine with multiple high speed fans).

Maybe I should just leave now to prove that I mean business?
 
Yeah, so, I'm home now because I couldn't take the sweltering heat in my office, and the computer was working overtime trying to keep the processor cool. 90 in an office is just unacceptable.
 
Yeah, so, I'm home now because I couldn't take the sweltering heat in my office, and the computer was working overtime trying to keep the processor cool. 90 in an office is just unacceptable.

So, now, I hope you have a little more appreciation for those of us who have to suffer through 80 - 85 degree weather all year round.... ;)
 


Brilliant! Simply brilliant!

Whose idea was this?
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August has a girlfriend!:D

I little calico feral kitty. I've been feeding her to try to get her to be not so skiddish.

August spends most of the day in the screened in front foyer.

He's one one side and she's on the other of the screen.

I'm gonna pick up a trap the wednesday and trap her on sunday. The humane society will spay her on Monday for just $10.
 
I was in a hurry to answer the phone and ended up slamming the back of my hand against the doorknob. Now I have a bruise on the back of my hand. W...T...F...?
 
Yay Navy Medical! You guys fucked up the type of appointment I needed to have done in order for me to separate. Now you won't give me an appt before I separate and tell me I'm going to have to fix it. Of course it doesn't matter how many other people you piss off or fuck over. And the irony being that you told me my appt, which took all of two minutes, was supposed to be a half hour and that I needed a 45min one to do what I needed to get done. Worthless, you are.

Fuck. That's pathetic, that is. Worthless? Sounds like a gross understatement to me. :rolleyes:

Blurt #1: I hate hospitals. The good news, though, is that I have no discernible spinal injury and all my back pain is in muscles that are in spasm (yay). So I get pain meds and muscle relatzers and time off work.

Blurt #2: There's someone I seriously want to shoot. :mad:
 
Heiress asks court to enforce ‘prenup’ deal
By Megan Murphy

Katrin Radmacher, a German paper industry heiress worth £100m, on Monday asked an English court to do something it asks others to do nearly every day – to honour a contract that would be legally binding elsewhere in Europe.

Unfortunately for her, the contract in question is a prenuptial agreement with her ex-husband, a former investment banker who is seeking a multi-million pound slice of her fortune.

It may seem surprising, but “prenups” – a must-have among Europe and America’s super-rich – are not binding under English law, having long been considered to be anti-marriage and therefore bad for individuals and society.

The case is the latest in a series of high-profile assaults on that principle as paternalistic, outdated and out of kilter with international law.

The facts of the case are not in dispute. Ms Radmacher and her ex-husband, Nicolas Granatino, met at Tramp, the Mayfair nightclub, and married in London in late 1998.

They made their home in a swish flat in Sloane Street, Chelsea and had two children.

For most of the marriage, Mr Granatino was a high-earning banker at JPMorgan, taking home as much as $470,000 (£321,000) a year. But in 2003, he gave up his career to pursue a PhD in biotechnology at Oxford, apparently with a view towards starting his own venture investment fund.

Mr Granatino claims he did not receive any independent legal advice and did not know the full extent of his wife’s wealth before signing.

The marriage broke down shortly thereafter, culminating in contested divorce proceedings last year.

Under the terms of their prenup, executed under German law four months before their marriage, Mr Granatino agreed not to bring a financial claim against his wife in the event of a split.

Ms Radmacher, 40, claims that she was conscious that she might be targeted for her money and would not have married Mr Granatino without a prenuptial deal in place.

While he admits that he willingly entered into the contract, he claims he did not receive any independent legal advice and did not know the full extent of his wife’s wealth before signing.

A high court judge ruled that the contract was unfair in an earlier hearing, ordering Ms Radmacher to pay her ex-husband a one-off lump sum of £5.6m in addition to annual child maintenance payments of £70,000 and a further £504,000 for housing in Germany.

Given that he would not have been able to bring any claim in Germany – or, for that matter, most other European countries – “Frau Radmacher understandably struggles to understand why the prenuptial agreement appears not to be enforceable in England,” her lawyers told the Court of Appeal on Monday.

It seems unlikely that the court will sweep away decades of matrimonial jurisprudence by decreeing that all valid prenuptial agreements should be legally binding in the Radmacher case, even if they wanted to.

The Law Commission is already looking at the issue, and even England’s most senior judges are wary of pre-empting parliament.

Until then, it is likely to be left to the wealthy to press for their individual agreements to be enforced.
 
I am totally going to tell your kids that they had cats as siblings before they were in existence. :D

No don't tell them August is a cat. Instead we'll tell them that their parents cut their brothers balls off cuz he wouldn't behave. That ought to scare the hell out of them! :D
 
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