. . . was even walking through the damn department store in the first place. I was on my way to the pharmacy in the mall across the street from my job to fill a prescription, so the most direct route is through the department store, but it's a lovely day - I could have walked outside. I should have walked outside.

( One mistake down, five more to go. )

Besides SkipMagic, of course.

And maybe you've already seen it.

But every time I watch it I start laughing so hard that my coworkers think I'm being attacked by badgers.

(Oh, should probably mention that it has somewhat explicit language, for those of you at work . . . ) Leave a comment  2 

1. In the movie Grease, when Sandy found out she wasn't going back to Australia, why didn't she just get in touch with Danny to let him know? I mean, if they were so in love ("Then we made . . . our true love vow . . . "), didn't they at least exchange addresses? Didn't she at least know what high school he went to, so she'd know to look for him ( Read more... )

I'm fasting for a blood test this morning. 12 hours. Would have taken it at 8:00, but I didn't eat dinner until 8:00 last night. Would be taking it at 8:30, but I kept forgetting that I was fasting last night and consequently kept taking bites of SkipMagic's dessert. (My thought process went something like this: La la la la . . . this show ( Read more... )

Several weeks ago, a coworker invited me to lunch for today. This morning I sent her an email this morning to confirm. She called shortly thereafter and asked if we could reschedule, because another "meeting" had been "put on [her] calendar". A meeting "with a client ( Read more... )

Ever have one of those mornings where you CAN'T STOP DRIVING LIKE A STEAMING HEAP OF IDIOCY ( Read more... )

Wheeeeee! Look at me. Pants at play. SkipMagic has some class thingy until 9:00 tonight (unless that's just a coverup for his illicit affair with theladycroom, whom he adores . . . but what the hell, so do I - do you think she goes for girls in cashmere pants?), and I'm left to my own devices ( Read more... )

It's amazing how something so simple and yellow can make one so happy. This morning I eschewed my usual boiled egg/V-8 breakfast combo (which is kinda blecchy but, as usual, it's one of those "at what price beauty?" or, more specifically, "at what price keeping my ass in my really expensive jeans?" things with me) from my workplace cafeteria in ( Read more... )

So I just now trotted off in my new girly pointy-toed shoes to the coffee machine. En route I encountered a coworker, who's been away on vacation for the last couple of weeks. I greeted him and asked him about his time away. We chatted amiably for awhile, and then I limped away (pretending that I was a ballerina wearing toe shoes, and that ( Read more... )

Ahhhh, Whodini . . . what ever happened to those guys? Anyway, finally getting around to noticing that I have been "friended" (who knew it would be so painless?) by more people than I have "friended" in return (what can I say? I'm a taker like that). So let me offer a belated "Hi, Babe!" to: cajun_man, drmatrix, haardvark, loH, sassy, scotticher ( Read more... )