An attempt, that will likely fail...
At writing about something substantial not related to movies, tv, or music....
My (second) uncle died in the wee hours of Wednesday morning. My mom is understandably depressed. My aunt is (also understandably) a wreck. I am pretty much numb. I have to find a sympathy card to send her because she's already sick of talking to people. I also found out something about my family I never knew before. Specifically details of the car accident that killed my grandfather when my mom was three, and (what I did not know) almost killed my grandmother as well... just before Christmas. Explains why my aunt is not good at dealing with holiday-centered deaths and not having a memorial service until probably February.
Someone on the office floor stole my tea. I had two bags of Darjeeling left in a box next to my boss' green tea. This morning when I went to make my much needed AM tea, no box. Nothing. Now, people 'borrow' from the kitchen when technically not supposed to, even I do it once in a while, but never do I pilfer the last of something that isn't mine. If there's a dozen bagels in the freezer that have been there several weeks, and I have no lunch, yeah, I'll snag one. And there's a floor understanding that anyone who has a meeting with a meal offers up leftovers afterwards most of the time. So what possesses you to steal my last TWO tea bags? You could have taken one and I'd be sad, but get over it. Yet you took both, and threw away my box, leaving obvious evidence of your crime. Guess I'm going back to hiding tea in my office so no one else takes it.
My apartment is still a complete mess... I had to be rescued from a wasp Tuesday night (long story, which will get posted along with some frustrations on the other journal). Last night I was going to clean... no TV, music blaring, clean, clean, clean. Didn't happen. I realized while finding the right cleaning music that I had to work on some gifts so I can ship stuff this weekend, so it'll get to MI before I do.
Tonight I'm going to a birthday party, so no cleaning there... guess what my weekend will be full of? Yay. Then back to work for a week and a half, and then I'm on a plane. And currently hoping that my two-hour stop in Chicago doesn't turn into an overnighter since it seems to be shaping up into quite the winter...
Wasn't that happy and informative? Aren't you glad I talked about ME?
That's what I thought. I'll be switching back to media-related topics now...
My (second) uncle died in the wee hours of Wednesday morning. My mom is understandably depressed. My aunt is (also understandably) a wreck. I am pretty much numb. I have to find a sympathy card to send her because she's already sick of talking to people. I also found out something about my family I never knew before. Specifically details of the car accident that killed my grandfather when my mom was three, and (what I did not know) almost killed my grandmother as well... just before Christmas. Explains why my aunt is not good at dealing with holiday-centered deaths and not having a memorial service until probably February.
Someone on the office floor stole my tea. I had two bags of Darjeeling left in a box next to my boss' green tea. This morning when I went to make my much needed AM tea, no box. Nothing. Now, people 'borrow' from the kitchen when technically not supposed to, even I do it once in a while, but never do I pilfer the last of something that isn't mine. If there's a dozen bagels in the freezer that have been there several weeks, and I have no lunch, yeah, I'll snag one. And there's a floor understanding that anyone who has a meeting with a meal offers up leftovers afterwards most of the time. So what possesses you to steal my last TWO tea bags? You could have taken one and I'd be sad, but get over it. Yet you took both, and threw away my box, leaving obvious evidence of your crime. Guess I'm going back to hiding tea in my office so no one else takes it.
My apartment is still a complete mess... I had to be rescued from a wasp Tuesday night (long story, which will get posted along with some frustrations on the other journal). Last night I was going to clean... no TV, music blaring, clean, clean, clean. Didn't happen. I realized while finding the right cleaning music that I had to work on some gifts so I can ship stuff this weekend, so it'll get to MI before I do.
Tonight I'm going to a birthday party, so no cleaning there... guess what my weekend will be full of? Yay. Then back to work for a week and a half, and then I'm on a plane. And currently hoping that my two-hour stop in Chicago doesn't turn into an overnighter since it seems to be shaping up into quite the winter...
Wasn't that happy and informative? Aren't you glad I talked about ME?
That's what I thought. I'll be switching back to media-related topics now...