Also, Sunshine purple-screened on me earlier this morning, and I bought a new computer ( Read more... )

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I runned away from home.

I went to Office Max to buy my sticky notes, and then to Shakers for dinner.  The service was abysmal, but the salad I have been craving was good and I used the time to work on my to do lists.  I have organized the work to death, now I just have to do it.

I am at Barnes & Noble now, drinking earl gray tea and typing ( Read more... )

I have had some pretty unglamorous jobs.  Aside from the usual telephone tech support gig, where people would call and shriek about how I had broken their computer, I worked in commercial fisheries and on a farm (essentially rolling around in the mud for $7/hour). My personal safety was always an issue on the riverbank (I was less afraid of the ( Read more... )

I am at home, with too much to do and too little motivation to do it.  I had a lovely run-away, but my inner introvert now wants me to make like a Victorian invalid and take to the fainting couch with a good book for days, to get the quiet time I have not had these last two weeks.  I have no time for the fainting couch and/or delicate embroidery, ( Read more... )

I think I figured out why I was such a sad case last night - I woke up sick.  As in, snuffly breathing, feel like crap, no energy.  I blame the snot-nosed monsters I sat for on Thursday (note: I love them, but they are snot-nosed monsters).

I did not go over to a local garden to volunteer, as planned, instead taking a hot shower, a dose of cold meds ( Read more... )

Kiska (species: dog, age: 2) has been running up to cars as they pull into the driveway.  She ignores me calling, and instead front rushes at moving vehicles, then barks their way up the hill.  I call it "trying to get hit by a car," and there doesn't seem to be a way to get through to her, so she is either locked in the house or attempting death ( Read more... )

It is a beautiful day. I think I am going to take the dog for a walk, shove a protesting cat-ten into the crate, and run away from home.  A night at
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I think the universe must have decided it owed me one this weekend.  I got to spend three days in the company of several of my favorite people, watch a truly amazing show, take dance classes from the stars of the tribal world, make serious progress on the knitting front (it is now possible, nay, likely, that I will have my sweater done in time to ( Read more... )