Yesterday was pretty gruesome at work. Here's a tip: if you have more than two people in the same office who think they're the centre of the universe, things will NOT run smoothly. The less said about my day at the office, the better. I've already ranted to some very nice and forbearing people about it, so I'll leave it at that ( Read more... )

It's officially summer. Yes, I know, the solstice isn't for another few days, but it's sweltering outside. It hasn't been hot for more than two days and I already look like I've gone three rounds with a heavyweight champion. I didn't think the circles under people's eyes could even turn that colour. I seem to forget every year just how poorly I ( Read more... )

Oh, look: it's Saturday afternoon and I have a migraine ( Read more... )

So the chili is simmering. It's a bastardized version of all the recipes my darling flist provided me with the other day. I think I may have burnt the bottom a bit, but I lowered the heat with impressive alacrity, and am now waiting for it to thicken ( Read more... )

Okay, so I'm awake. Sue me, my head hurts.

I just found out that A. A. Milne's wife's first name was Daphne. For some reason, that just makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I am absurdly pleased.

So here's a random question for the flist: which Winnie-the-Pooh character are you most like and why? (This question inspired by borrowedwings' potential new

Well, the migraine I've had on and off since I first got that phone call from Bell finally caught up with me ( Read more... )

I really, really wanted to go do my dance class tonight. Last week I was felled by the Massive Wall of Tired™, and tonight I have a migraine ( Read more... )

I decided, after nearly two years of not having any, to put back some mood icons. They're not ideal, but they're the ones I like best ( Read more... )

Who the hell made it December suddenly? I could swear it was January last week ( Read more... )

The migraine is back. Whee ( Read more... )