Lunch? What lunch?
1. This morning I made myself a salad for lunch, as I usually do. When it was time to leave for work I threw the tupperware into the cloth bag I haul back and forth to work, along with some baby carrots and an apple. I just tried to take my tupperware out of the bag. Guess I didn't really seal the top onto the bottom; all the best parts of the salad (deli turkey, cut up swiss cheese, and grape tomatoes) had fallen out of the tupperware and into the bottom of the cloth bag. *headdesk*
Guess I'll need to eat something else for lunch. It's that stupid Mars in retrograde. That's the ticket. Even *I* can't really be this stupid.
2. My computer is going to be reimaged this afternoon or tomorrow, instead of 11/28. Yes, I am frantic. Guess I should spend the next hour saving all my bookmarks somewhere and backing up my data files. ARRRRGH.
Guess I'll need to eat something else for lunch. It's that stupid Mars in retrograde. That's the ticket. Even *I* can't really be this stupid.
2. My computer is going to be reimaged this afternoon or tomorrow, instead of 11/28. Yes, I am frantic. Guess I should spend the next hour saving all my bookmarks somewhere and backing up my data files. ARRRRGH.