I'm broke, hungry, and beerless ( Read more... )

Clearly the bullet list is my drug of choice these days:

• Where is Stan Rogers when we need him?
  
  He wouldn't have been at all surprised, I'm sure. :(
  
  
• I really want to make a list for mission101, but I don't know if I can come up with 101 things I want to do in 1001 days. I want to make them meaningful, you know? I don't want to list something like "start ( Read more... )

I'm still at work. I took a voluntary freeze-in because it's double time and I get paid for two shifts to work one, which consists of paperwork, the occasional med, an hour of safety checks, and sitting here playing with the PC. I figure that most nights I go to bed at oh-dark-thirty anyway, and if I can stay up until 3 a.m. for free I can stay up ( Read more... )

Ick. Woke up nauseated and it's not going away. I'm torn between going to work and hoping for the best, and calling out. Problem is, they're already not happy with me because of something else, and I know I'm going to get (at the very least) a lecture about it today, and I don't want them to think I'm copping out to avoid said lecture. However, ( Read more... )

Going to work soon, but um.

Is there anyone in fandom (or not!fandom, for that matter), especially in New England, who knows how to play Tarabish? I haven't played in years, I suck at it and still need to use the bloody cheat sheet with all the values on it. I'm certainly not good enough to teach anyone, since I'd have to learn to play all over ( Read more... )

I just got this postcard in the mail. It's addressed to "TV Household". The bold font is theirs ( Read more... )

There's something about making the right decision that does the soul good.

Like opting for Goodbye Yellow Brick Road instead of the usual BBC World Service for the ride home from work. It was a long evening, and I was counting on Reg and Bernie to soothe my spirits. They did, of course, as always ever. *loves*

Bed now. 'Night, all.