54 hours to go (in England)
Oly about 54 hours to go until You Know What. I expect to pick up my copy in approximately 60 hours. WHEEEEEEEEEE!!! I want it now. NOW I tell you. I did allow myself to be slightly spoiled by the cover of the Deluxe edition, which is now on the Veritaserum website. It didn't really tell me much, just gave me a couple of half-baked ideas. Guess I'll find out soon enough.
I attended the visitation for co-worker RV this morning. Very sad. His son, NV, was broken up even more than either of his 2 daughters. They were the "strong" ones, while NV - who just got married 2 weekends ago - was blubbering like a baby. Poor young man. My carload didn't stay for the funeral; we all had to get back to work, and frankly I probably would have cried my eyes out if I'd stayed. RV's widow was nowhere in sight. Speculation was that she was too broken up to come out before the funeral. *sigh* ETA: Oops, just found out there was no grieving widow, due to a bitter divorce a few years ago. Ooookay.
Work is still a bit dodgy but not horribly so. I think I'd be more with it if I'd had more than 4 hours of sleep last night. I had a lot of trouble getting to sleep, even to the point of getting up and turning the computer back on and kind of puttering for a bit. I think I finally just collapsed around 2:00 a.m., though at least I didn't fall asleep at my keyboard *winks at you know who, no not THAT you know who* ;) I could have gone to the memorial service for the late Gaylord Nelson (father of Earth Day) at the State Capitol, but I'm kind of memorial-service/funeraled-out right now. Mreh. Just remembered I'm supposed to attend a meeting for a church committee tonight around 7:00. I hope Mr. Annearchy just heats up the lasagna from Sunday for tonight's dinner. Oh and ceilidh, I'm not going to have an entry in that alphabet challenge. It kind of fell through the cracks of my life, like a lot of things :(
I attended the visitation for co-worker RV this morning. Very sad. His son, NV, was broken up even more than either of his 2 daughters. They were the "strong" ones, while NV - who just got married 2 weekends ago - was blubbering like a baby. Poor young man. My carload didn't stay for the funeral; we all had to get back to work, and frankly I probably would have cried my eyes out if I'd stayed. RV's widow was nowhere in sight. Speculation was that she was too broken up to come out before the funeral. *sigh* ETA: Oops, just found out there was no grieving widow, due to a bitter divorce a few years ago. Ooookay.
Work is still a bit dodgy but not horribly so. I think I'd be more with it if I'd had more than 4 hours of sleep last night. I had a lot of trouble getting to sleep, even to the point of getting up and turning the computer back on and kind of puttering for a bit. I think I finally just collapsed around 2:00 a.m., though at least I didn't fall asleep at my keyboard *winks at you know who, no not THAT you know who* ;) I could have gone to the memorial service for the late Gaylord Nelson (father of Earth Day) at the State Capitol, but I'm kind of memorial-service/funeraled-out right now. Mreh. Just remembered I'm supposed to attend a meeting for a church committee tonight around 7:00. I hope Mr. Annearchy just heats up the lasagna from Sunday for tonight's dinner. Oh and ceilidh, I'm not going to have an entry in that alphabet challenge. It kind of fell through the cracks of my life, like a lot of things :(