OKAY. So Lily and Marshall are talking about this guy and girl we know. The guy is a totally awesome dude, like, he would treat any girl like a princess and cook for her and be adorable and play the guitar and sing her songs, but he's not like amazingly drop-dead gorgeous, and the girl is lovely and sweet and smoking hot. Lily and I think it's cool ( Read more... )

For the last month or so, my manager has been badgering me to take a vacation. He's got a billion vacation hours built up, so I guess he feels like everyone ought to take vacations? Whatever. The point is, I can't really afford to take a vacation -- I can't lose out on the money from work, I haven't been back with the company long enough to accrue ( Read more... )

Part of me feels irrationally guilty when I'm at the LJ frontpage and it says right there, in its disapproving lettery tones: IT HAS BEEN TWO DAYS SINCE YOU UPDATED, HOR, WHAT COULD POSSIBLY BE MORE IMPORTANT THAN TELLING PEOPLE WHAT IS GOING ON IN YOUR LIFE. I sometimes feel like telling the LJ frontpage, 'Uh, maybe actually having a life to tell ( Read more... )

Lemme just say, the shower at S's house has the most amazing water pressure. Like, if I could get married to water pressure, I'd do it. Unfortunately, since S took a shower just a little before I did, the last half of mine ended up rather frigid. Whatever. It's better for my hair that way ( Read more... )

Yesterday, S and T finally (finally! nearly a month after moving!) got their internet hooked up. While S was swearing at his router, I picked up his service agreement, thinking I'd just see what kind of stuff I'd have to do in order to cancel my phone and internet, since we've got the same provider. Imagine my shock and horror when I discovered ( Read more... )