My boss is back, and thee's gonna be trouble...

Hey la, hey laaa, my boss is back!!
(Early. Damn.)

What did I do last night? I...slept. I cleaned up the apartment a little, made dinner, read a while, did sit-ups, and slept on and off for 10 hours. I dreamed at one point I was some adventurer-type riding a camel caravan into a big Middle-Eastern city, (and being followed by someone who annoyed me) and then going into some type of adventurer's club, changing clothes and attending some strange formal dinner. (Funny, I haven't been watching any 40's serials or Indiana Jones movies. Or Lawrence of Arabia, either.) Now I want a fez...

Wearing: thin brown t-shirt, black and brown checked pants, black shoes, hair tie. A fair amount of sweat. (It's HOT again.)

Drinking: Water to cool down from the cup of straight coffee I chugged.

Feeling: Very hot and unproductive. I didn't pain t last night, ither.

Wondering: Where the hell is that thunderstorm we were supposed to have last night? Where's the Kaboom? We were promised an earth-shattering Kaboom!!!

Happy because: i just got paid. Wheeee!

Sad because: most of this check goes straight to rent and bills, do not pass Go, do not collect 200 dollars.

Longing for: Some time off, which I will try to arrange with HR today if possible. Mmmm, downtime!

I want to: write some poetry, but my attempts lately have been lame or downright awful. Maybe it's time to resurrect the Pretentious Poetry Corner...


G'morning...hope you get nice cool breezes through your shirts and chemises...I loves you!!!

Ms Eff, camped out in front of the fan...ahhhhh.

Ow! New papercut!

*applies band-aid*

And I've got a headache, and cramps. So why do I want to go dancing?

How strange.

Hormones sure are fun, aren't they?

Now I've got a raging headache, stomachy stuff and I feel a little hot. Maybe it's just a pressure system thing combined with heat stuff. Nap time at lunch, I think.

Ms Eff, trying to catch the happy goblin banging on my head with a little hammer...fast moving little bastard.

I bought the wedding present..

..a nice crystal bowl. (She doesn't check LJ, so I'm safe:)

..I've been having fun reading about a friend's exploits in Toronto. Lucky guy.

Jeez, am I craving fun that bad? I have fun, really I do...well, it's been a little not-fun lately, but certainly not horrible...

Ms Eff, getting to do some fun-fun-fun Excell accounting..fun..fun, dammit!

Ms Eff's Pretentious Poetry Corner

*WARNING! BAD POETRY AHEAD!!!

I have a hot burning for you
like the dregs of a fabulous asteroid hit
that breaks through the core of the planet
'spewing lava and steam everywhere,
and causing mass extinctions flash-fried in magmous glory, like your kisses.
the Fires rising from the ground filled with the shrieks of running people;
A Godzila movie without the big radioactive reptile...
Flares of hotness that can be seen from space...
Filling my heart with big molten rocks;
Killing off the world in it's beautiful, furious
explosions of love, burning, burning...
It burns!!! IT BUUUUUUURNS!!!!!
*ack!hack! Hooey!*


Ms Eff....writing poems for you in just under 3 minutes. Are you proud?

I posted another bad poem in anarchy...

I'm not sure why I have the urge to write poetry lately, much less realy really bad ones...

I blame it on the weather.