Nov 28, 2005 22:16
It's raining now - furiously. All the snow we got last week is gone, tomorrow this will all probably be ice.
It fits my mood. somber.
I can't think of much more to say - the landlord is coming by on Thursday to inspect the apartment. I should be cleaning, but I lack the drive to. Hopefully, tomorrow.
Much crap at work - I've inherited someone else's job and so I have all of his messes to clean up, in addition to getting my own. My own, I'm fine with. His...his are problems, and not having the benefit of having been with them from the beginning, for me they are big problems. I'd rather not deal with them, but I have to. I hope to be done with them all by Christmas and start the new year new and fresh.
Prison Break is on hiatus. No more Wentworth Miller until at least March.
enough. I think I'm going to bed.
gnite.