Chaotic fun and lots of shopping...
May. 18th, 2008 10:49 amThis weekend was lovely and very full. The Pink Satan's staying with Matt and Erin for a couple of weeks, so our weekend was full of *very* good cooking. The kind of cooking where you go into a blissful food coma and never, never want to come out. I think I could have used an extra day of slacking off, but I'm a good monkey, wearing my tie and about to be responsible for things yet again...
Other semi-related things:
My cellphone went to the Great Technological Dustbin in the Sky...so I got a shiny red new one that plays music and donated my old one to a domestic abuse shelter.
There was lots of knitting. Big shocker there, I'm sure.
There was sleeping...but probably not enough of it.
The goats next door are late in coming--now they're arriving *today* so there should be lots of "maaaah" ing when I get home.
The trees are blossoming. I'm a little allergic, but I don't care. They're really beautiful, and it makes me so happy...
Work is still tense and annoyed. We have a lunch thief, and there was an on-paper catfight on the fridge when I got to work. I've hid my meatloaf sandwiches in the mini-fridge in the Ladies Lockerroom. Shhhhhh... Also, some jerkwad keeps clicking his radio and we're all gonna hunt this person down and feed him to the squirrels in the park, covered in peanut butter. It's *that* irritating...
So there you are...
Other semi-related things:
My cellphone went to the Great Technological Dustbin in the Sky...so I got a shiny red new one that plays music and donated my old one to a domestic abuse shelter.
There was lots of knitting. Big shocker there, I'm sure.
There was sleeping...but probably not enough of it.
The goats next door are late in coming--now they're arriving *today* so there should be lots of "maaaah" ing when I get home.
The trees are blossoming. I'm a little allergic, but I don't care. They're really beautiful, and it makes me so happy...
Work is still tense and annoyed. We have a lunch thief, and there was an on-paper catfight on the fridge when I got to work. I've hid my meatloaf sandwiches in the mini-fridge in the Ladies Lockerroom. Shhhhhh... Also, some jerkwad keeps clicking his radio and we're all gonna hunt this person down and feed him to the squirrels in the park, covered in peanut butter. It's *that* irritating...
So there you are...