Gah! I know, I suck. But work has been expecting me to work, recently, and it is really getting in the way of my good times.
I keep telling myself I am worth more than all the spreadsheets in the kingdom (let’s call it what it is [and yet sadly it’s not MY kingdom, and sheesh, what’s the point?]) but the steady paycheck IS nice so I stick it out for another week.
Plus, the absent boss and work-from-home flexibility is pretty awesome. I think I’m just sad because The Funasaurus is away on business. He has been gone for almost 24 hours, OMG, and I am not sure what to do with myself because apparently I am just that codependent.
Well, except, I did watch a Divine Design marathon AND go to yoga last night. That was pretty awesome. For some reason The Funasaurus always vetoes Divine Design as a viewing option despite a) the on-going writers strike, which, hasn’t it been, like, a decade, now? and b) the very, very long queue of unwatched episodes on our DVR. Happily for you, baby, there are only two left. I watched and deleted all the rest. Sadly for me, this probably means I opened up a whole bunch of space to DVR random sports-related crap.
We got an invite to go to the National Western Stock Show tonight, and as much as I like seeing hicks being thrown about violently by recently-taser-ed animals as much as the next girl, I do not own a cowboy hat, nor belt buckles large enough to rival the shields at the Renaissance Fair. And also I don’t like dust. So, meh. I’ll pass. Pass the pinot and arugula salad, please.
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It does so frustrate me when people refer to any electric stun device as a "Taser." There is a difference.
I was TRYING to make a point, chico.
Don't feel bad, though. My genius is oft misunderstood.
I just keep waiting for that day when I wake up to find that I am an instant millionaire and I can banish the concept of spreadsheets from my mind.
Someday it will happen!
I wonder if there are any open positions for professional drunks.
If so, i am over-qualified.
WTH is Chico, and well, isn't that special?
Princess, point taken, and uhm, Ditto. I am so not a cow-girl, though my size is starting to become quite bovine of late.
Angela- I will get us both lottery tickets.
Meno- You and me both, baby.
Red- Hee. Funny you ask. Chico is a stickler for that kind of thing. He is also my little brother. His sole purpose in life is to harass me. That, and to make the world a better place.
But mostly the harassing part.
Princess it sounds like your little brother and one of my little brothers are very similar, then, lol.
I've spent the weekend watching all of season 1 of Murder She Wrote on Netflix . . .
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