no, it doesn't get a label, it goes right back
Is it bad that I really want to try these flavors? Damn. I hope at least four of them win...
It's so sad. I really don't want to be here. And I don't mean I'm tired of working at the Geek, it's just that...this past week has convinced me I may be under a slight bit of stress. Due to the fact that the girl's fallen down twice, and has no sensation in her lower legs.
(Yes, I know, stop rolling your eyes...sometimes I'm slow on the uptake.)
So it's not so much the desire to disappear into Second Life...though that's there...as the desire not to be here. Which is kind of sad, because the alternative? Is being at home. Which is stressful, in itself.
Bah. Anyway.
House? Very very good this year. Survivor? Quite enjoyable. Bones? Still loving the show. Other than that? Not watching a lot of tv. Mainly because it's another stress, because catdancer gets home--or is home--and is watching cartoons I can't stand, court shows I don't care for, and bits of Walker, Texas Ranger that make me want to claw out my eyes.
Bah. Anyway II.
Still defaulting back to don't want to be here. In another hour, I'm going to nip off and make a call which will ensure I won't be here past five. But I'm clinging to the desk until five, DAMN IT. Because I'll go rather irritatingly mad if I don't.
They're filming a movie two bocks from here, today. It's got Morgan Freeman in it, which is all we know. Well, that, and it's complicating our staff and volunteer parking issues, because they're towing cars out of the filming zone. If they move any farther this way...we may have to have words with the Hollywood people.
Freegeek is still on the list. Hee.
It's so sad. I really don't want to be here. And I don't mean I'm tired of working at the Geek, it's just that...this past week has convinced me I may be under a slight bit of stress. Due to the fact that the girl's fallen down twice, and has no sensation in her lower legs.
(Yes, I know, stop rolling your eyes...sometimes I'm slow on the uptake.)
So it's not so much the desire to disappear into Second Life...though that's there...as the desire not to be here. Which is kind of sad, because the alternative? Is being at home. Which is stressful, in itself.
Bah. Anyway.
House? Very very good this year. Survivor? Quite enjoyable. Bones? Still loving the show. Other than that? Not watching a lot of tv. Mainly because it's another stress, because catdancer gets home--or is home--and is watching cartoons I can't stand, court shows I don't care for, and bits of Walker, Texas Ranger that make me want to claw out my eyes.
Bah. Anyway II.
Still defaulting back to don't want to be here. In another hour, I'm going to nip off and make a call which will ensure I won't be here past five. But I'm clinging to the desk until five, DAMN IT. Because I'll go rather irritatingly mad if I don't.
They're filming a movie two bocks from here, today. It's got Morgan Freeman in it, which is all we know. Well, that, and it's complicating our staff and volunteer parking issues, because they're towing cars out of the filming zone. If they move any farther this way...we may have to have words with the Hollywood people.
Freegeek is still on the list. Hee.