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Mmm, I just made stir fry with dubious-looking pork and expired veggies! If I end up in the ER later, remember that I always loved you...
I am on the brink of what may well be an overtime bonanza! First, I and my counterpart, Co-Worker That Hates Me (I have renamed her), were given an additional job function and we were told in no uncertain terms that OT was going to be necessary. In addition, Co-Worker That Hates Me is going to be out for surgery in about a month. Um. Hold me? I have a feeling that July is going to suck ass!
But I will milk that OT as long as they let me.
In other news, I went out last night and it was all the excitement of...going to a rundown bar and simultaneously watching Kimbo (really, that's his name?) practically knock some guy's ear off (eww) and listening to the house "band" play really loudly and really badly while trying to drink just enough so that all this didn't bother me. Fun. I am so old, you guys. A few years ago, this would have THRILLED me. *snerk*
Saw Indiana Jones today and loved it! It was better than the second and on par with the third. I'm sorry, but nothing touches the first one. Living overseas with a dearth of good, solid entertainment meant that movies like Raiders of the Lost Ark and Return of the Jedi were the visual equivalent of the Second Coming. Or something. I was just really starved for some good movies, but I guess we could all say that about the early '80s. Heh.
Finally, in spite of my light-hearted snarkiness, I have an overwhelming desire to read poetry and listen to lots of sad music. There is a weight on my chest that I both love and hate and sometimes, you just have to wallow. Poems to wallow by? I like Pablo Neruda, Sylvia Plath, and Rainer Maria Rilke to start things off.
Someone please comment on my lack of American Idol (or specifically David Cook) *squeeage* 'cause I am weaning myself OFF that shit and it is tough! LOL...
I am ridiculous today and the dichotomy is driving me insane!
I am on the brink of what may well be an overtime bonanza! First, I and my counterpart, Co-Worker That Hates Me (I have renamed her), were given an additional job function and we were told in no uncertain terms that OT was going to be necessary. In addition, Co-Worker That Hates Me is going to be out for surgery in about a month. Um. Hold me? I have a feeling that July is going to suck ass!
But I will milk that OT as long as they let me.
In other news, I went out last night and it was all the excitement of...going to a rundown bar and simultaneously watching Kimbo (really, that's his name?) practically knock some guy's ear off (eww) and listening to the house "band" play really loudly and really badly while trying to drink just enough so that all this didn't bother me. Fun. I am so old, you guys. A few years ago, this would have THRILLED me. *snerk*
Saw Indiana Jones today and loved it! It was better than the second and on par with the third. I'm sorry, but nothing touches the first one. Living overseas with a dearth of good, solid entertainment meant that movies like Raiders of the Lost Ark and Return of the Jedi were the visual equivalent of the Second Coming. Or something. I was just really starved for some good movies, but I guess we could all say that about the early '80s. Heh.
Finally, in spite of my light-hearted snarkiness, I have an overwhelming desire to read poetry and listen to lots of sad music. There is a weight on my chest that I both love and hate and sometimes, you just have to wallow. Poems to wallow by? I like Pablo Neruda, Sylvia Plath, and Rainer Maria Rilke to start things off.
Someone please comment on my lack of American Idol (or specifically David Cook) *squeeage* 'cause I am weaning myself OFF that shit and it is tough! LOL...
I am ridiculous today and the dichotomy is driving me insane!