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Mon, Jul. 14th, 2008, 08:36 pm

Life is increasingly revolving around Baby Wombat's refusal to leave the presumably comfortable confines of followthebird's womb. At this point I'm actually considering getting on a bicycle for the first time in about eight years so I can get from work to home more quickly and readily. I'm worried the child might be an idiot actually, it seems to have tried to make an escape through her ribs, her belly button and her lungs. One would expect that gravity would give it a clue but if the exceptionally strong genes on my side of the family are dominant then it is entirely possible that the child is just getting started early on the tradition of being contrary and taking the opposing viewpoint for shits and giggles.

So, an idiot OR it takes after me, which to some people is one and the same.


Once more I am perplexed by social networking sites. Yesterday night I joined Linkedin because a few people at work mentioned it and I'm a sucker for anything that has my name associated with professionalism instead of carefree alcohol abuse but by the time I'd had time to scratch myself and choke down the first mug of repugnant coffee substitute (which is still infinitely better than the swill served by the Insomnia cafe beside the Luas stop where I get off) this morning I already had several invites to join networks and I'll be damned if I can even figure out how to find people on the rather large and widespread work network I'm already on so I have NO earthly idea how they found me, mere hours after doing a half assed job of creating my profile. I am a very particular kind of luddite, the kind who, upon installing a web server, SQL database and hacking together a Wiki will get pissed off trying to figure out how to add a logo to the damned thing so don't be surprised if I somehow mess this thing up to the point where I'm the last man on earth.

Mon, Jul. 14th, 2008 08:15 pm (UTC)
mollydot

Did you use your standard email address? That could be how they found you.

Mon, Jul. 14th, 2008 11:15 pm (UTC)
spod

Good luck with the baby waiting, it's a weird time. He/She will come when He/She is good and ready, or your midwife decides enough is enough.

Oh and, dude, use the fancy coffee machine in the DW kitchen.
We may be spoiled awkward bastards, but at least we have good coffee.

Mon, Jul. 14th, 2008 11:16 pm (UTC)
spod

I just signed into LinkedIn for the first time in a while and it told me:

"MrWombat* has joined LinkedIn Add as a connection »"

*Your real name here

Wed, Jul. 16th, 2008 05:25 pm (UTC)
herbiej

Funnily, I think your Bird and I are rowing the same boat of NeverGettingThisBabyOut, as my own devil-spawn has only tried to escape through my right ribcage and/or through my esophagus via the tidal wave of heartburn (caused by said devil-spawn, I might add). I think I even tried jumping up and down in an attempt to demonstrate gravity for the little parasite, but to no avail. Let us instead see if our spawns are the least bit competitive and say, "I'll race you!" - big fat mythical prize (bragging rights) to whoever goes POP! first. You tell yours, and I'll tell mine, and we'll see if a little friendly global competition gets 'em heading in the right direction! :)

Fri, Jul. 18th, 2008 04:06 pm (UTC)
followthebird

"if the exceptionally strong genes on my side of the family are dominant then it is entirely possible that the child is just getting started early on the tradition of being contrary and taking the opposing viewpoint for shits and giggles."

My side of the family are a similar breed. If they are told what to do they will do the exact opposite. Just out of damned stubbornness and bloody mindedness