Worked in the church office today at the volunteer desk, and it was completely dead. The phone rang maybe six times. I played a lot of solitaire and browsed bpal.org. I decided against browsing my flist since the monitor faces the pastors' offices and y'all have a habit of posting a lot of porn. I typed up some transfer forms using a typewriter ( Read more... )

I have become an addict. It's true. I said I never would, but there really was no hope for me. I got up this morning groaning, "Coffe....cof-eeee..." like the best b-movie zombie, stumbled into my kitchen, stared at my automatic coffee maker, stared at my French press, then turned around and went back to my room, got dressed, and drove to ( Read more... )

Ohhhh, Santa's so nice! He brought me an early Christmas present--a urinary tract infection, just for me! Yay, Santa ( Read more... )

I'm going to stop reading Patricia Cornwell novels. I love the science and the twists and turns and the suspense, but Jesus, it's so fucking depressing. I don't even mean the subject matter. I mean the characters are depressing. They're all miserable. Scarpetta's miserable, Marino's miserable, Lucy (who used to be my favorite character) is ( Read more... )