Blah.  9 1/2 hour days are killing me.  I feel as if little bits of my soul have been covered in tiny paper cuts and I'm bleeding out ( Read more... )

Sometimes I look around me and wonder if I am an alien in a foreign dream.  Things seem overly loud or oddly colored.  I look at the sky and think blue but see green.  The lights from the cars going by leave strange trails through this world I'm driving in.  I think I'm just getting sick.  I really just want to sleep and write.  But there is the ( Read more... )

Who would have thought a shot of Toradol in the arse would take out a migraine?  Yeah for drugs.  I get to go to work and make money tomorrow!!  YEAH!!!  I know.  It's sick and twisted that I want to go to work, but really, I'm tired of being broke.  I like to buy things.  I like to not worry about how to pay rent and bills.  As such, work = good ( Read more... )

I was all set to work overtime today. I got up late. Got to work early. Clocked in at 7:32am. This means in order for me to qualify to be paid for time and a half, I must work a minimum of 1 additional hour. I should have clocked out no earlier than 4:32pm. Unfortunately for me, the boy-in-the-basement called me at 3 to tell me he locked ( Read more... )

Must do dishes before the pie fiasco begins. With that said, once I'm done, should I read? I just picked up the new Jim Butcher and I know...I KNOW...that I am going to want to read it until I've reached the final page. Do I risk it? Knowing that I have to get up at 10am tomorrow, do I throw caution to the skies and take my Kindle to bed with ( Read more... )

This weekend was a blur.  A fun-filled, wacky blur.  I had last Friday off, so I got up and read an entire book before heading out to the hockey game that evening.  About the game?  It was beautiful.  We (the T-birds) scored one goal to win the game.  I think the most amazing thing is that we actually won the game.  Our forwards routinely passed ( Read more... )

On a trashy romance hunt.  Must go pick up Covet by J.R. Ward and Big Bad Wolf by Christine Warren.  I can't help it.  I'm addicted to their particular brand of perverse romance.  It's quirky and cheezy but it makes me laugh.  I'm doomed!  On the far end of the spectrum, I also get to pick up Doubleblind by Anne Aguirre.  Rubs hands in glee.  I ( Read more... )

I got a crash course in changing a flat tire from the wonderful Boy-in-the-basement.  Tomorrow I get to drop the flat off at VW and they will fix it for a nominal fee.  If it's not fixable, they will order me a new one.  Goody for me that my 'spare' is a full-sized tire.....that matches my current tread.  This makes me happy.  Now if only my vacuum ( Read more... )

My Aunt called today.  Found out she goes in for her very invasive surgery possibly next Friday (depends on what the doctors say on Thursday).  The tragic part of this tale, she's going to be in the hospital for 10 days and she doesn't have any new books to read!  This (in both our minds) is a tragedy.  Needless to say, I'm taking a trip to my ( Read more... )

Why is it when I have a clear plan lately it's just shot to shit?  Seriously?  There were three things I needed to do today after work.  Just three and I didn't get a single one done.  Not one in any type of satisfactory way ( Read more... )