Important email lives to mock me.
Ever notice how when you're waiting on a really important* email, you wind up taking this combination 'a watched pot never boils' and 'if I'm not watching when it arrives, the server elves will eat it just to screw with my head' approach? I both don't want to watch my inbox for fear that the email, like the groundhog, will see its own shadow and vanish for six weeks, and don't want to move away from my computer, just in case some horrible server glitch causes that all-essential missive to exist for less than ten minutes.
Oh, yeah. I have neurosis down to an art form in these here parts.
In other news, I walked to the store for my weekly sack of corn, eggs and canned tuna, thus proving that my diet, while healthier than it was five years ago, still remains entirely alien to the average person. I'm pretty much okay with that. It means fewer people ask me for bites of my sandwich.
(*I suppose I should note that due to my flexible way of defining many common words, 'important' can mean everything from 'will change your entire life' to 'will tell you where you left the damn DVD remote.' So it's a really flexible concept, and I spend a lot of time waiting for important stuff.)
Oh, yeah. I have neurosis down to an art form in these here parts.
In other news, I walked to the store for my weekly sack of corn, eggs and canned tuna, thus proving that my diet, while healthier than it was five years ago, still remains entirely alien to the average person. I'm pretty much okay with that. It means fewer people ask me for bites of my sandwich.
(*I suppose I should note that due to my flexible way of defining many common words, 'important' can mean everything from 'will change your entire life' to 'will tell you where you left the damn DVD remote.' So it's a really flexible concept, and I spend a lot of time waiting for important stuff.)