Hans's cell phone's volume is turned up way too loud.

Today is my one day off, then work the next two (or possibly three) days, then Thursday is Recovery Day, then works for two days, then what will likely be a disappointing house party, then Sunday is Recovery Day, then hopefully I'll be back on the regular schedule. We shall see.

It's been cold and ( Read more... )

Is it too late to reflexively bitch about the decade that was? Probably. And it isn't like almost all 999 entries in kashmir_bitches haven't been dedicated to complaining about absolutely everything there was to complain about over the latter half of the aughts.

Looking ahead: Was in the car with Hans and Moody the other night, going up to the ( Read more... )

There's this girl I work with who I'm starting to crush on a little. I don't know why, aside from the fact that she makes the most beautiful cakes, looks great in skinny jeans, has a lot (a lot) of blonde hair, and her iPod's good. I like that her name's Mary ( Read more... )

From the Wiki:

Before Christianization, the Gaels, as with other Celts, practiced polytheistic rites with a variety of gods and goddesses. They were also animists, believing that all aspects of the natural world contained spirits, and that these spirits could be communicated with. Gaels practiced four religious festivals a year: Imbolc, Beltaine, ( Read more... )

There's supposed to be between one and two feet of snow on the ground tomorrow when I wake up.

I watched five or six hours of "The West Wing" today. Which was a fine way, I guess, but I'm anxious about Rob Lowe leaving the show. (Sam's obviously my favorite character, because come on.) Bartlett was just elected to his second term. It's all downhill ( Read more... )

Two tough days in a row. Car breaks on Wednesday. Get swamped in the kitchen. Day rebounds upon meeting two Germans at the conclusion of their Grand American Tour. I apologize for the past eight years, and they drink me under the table.

Wake up on Thursday with the Queen Bitch of Hangovers. Throw up roughly twelve times. Reach 75% at 5:00PM/MT after ( Read more... )

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Some asshole left his dog locked in his honkin' big pick-up as he went into the bar across the street. It's been at least an hour now, and if I was that dog, I'd bite the master in the neck or face while he was sleeping ( Read more... )