Tuesday, February 08, 2005
This weather is wrong!
I ended up being lucky with the "shared germs" I picked up at work. The cough did get a bit worse partially to my own doing since I decided to stir up the dust and give myself an allergy attack on top of it Friday night but it never progressed into a full cold where my nose runs so damn much I wipe it raw. Yah, I know - nice visual ;) At least the weather was nice (in the 60s) and my bod gave its usual ass kicking to the little green guy that came to visit - take that MUCUS BASTARD!!! Neener neener I win! Plllllllbbbbbbbsssssstttttttt
So now that I have given out the 411 on my sticky bodily fluids that I just know you all wanted to hear about, let's discuss this past weekend and maybe even Monday and today if you're good. ;)
Saturday (another nice day of weather and temps close to 60) I went to visit my parents and Sadie (their sweet little Maltese). Well, mainly my mom and the pup since my dad was off gallivanting mid afternoon. We gabbed about everything just basically catching up on the last month since Christmas was about the last time we talked/saw each other. What? Hey a month is good for me. When I lived in London, I was there for six months and I think I talked to her all of three times on the phone. It's not that I don't like my parents or that I don't care about them, I just the independent type. So anyway, later in the afternoon mummy dearest and I went to see the movie In Good Company. Was good but the ending wasn't what I expected. I think my favorite line from it is, "Did you switch from mocha to crack?" LOL When we came out, we discovered a couple of fucking morons had decided they needed to park along the street where I was as close as they could get to my car without actually touching it. After going back and forth over twelve times, I finally got out of the space but not without tapping the car behind me once. I told my mom that if I had some paper and a pen on me, I would feel very inclined to tell the bastards just exactly what I thought of their parking skills. My mom said I should have just hit them and hit them hard. LOL Of course she knows I would never do that for several reasons, the biggest being that I wouldn't want to damage my car. After working like a madwoman to get out of that tight ass parking spot, we went for Chinese and then back to her house to yak some more before I had to head home.
Sunday. I woke up late. I meant to be up by 9. The alarm went off and I think I ended up dreaming that I got up rather than actually doing it. Dammitdammitsonofabitch! Ant and I had plans to go to some friends' house for a Super Bowl party which meant the laundry had to be done before we left. Luckily, we did get it done (barely) in time. Party was good but the game - oh my good God who the hell taught those guys to play ball? I'm not big on watching sports and all that shit but I can recognize a odoriferous game when I see one. Damn, my lazy ass cat could play better. At least the performance Sir Paul put in was worth suffering through the thing for. :D
Monday Monday. So after a weekend of fairly decent temps which melted just about all the snow away, wouldn't you know the powers that be would feel the need to dump another couple fucking inches on us. ICK! At least the commute wasn't too horrible and the plow job was half respectable this time around. Kinda makes me wonder if my nasty letter was heard. Naw....probably not. It was probably just better because there wasn't as much shit to shift. Oh well, as long as the stuff is out of my way, that's all I really care about.
Today wasn't much to brag about. Typical work day. Another day another dollar. It's snowing again . Oh, I did discover that I should not be allowed in the kitchen after 8pm. I went down to heat up some leftover soup in the microwave and left it in there about 10 seconds too long. The carrots in it were starting to pop. That by itself wasn't that big of a deal - they usually do that but one of them popped good enough to tip the whole container on its side. The lid was vented so of course there was chicken noodle soup everyfuckinwhere. I even managed to scald my wrist in the process WAAAAAAAA!
Righty Ro Reorge I'm outta here. Gotta go read the microwave its Miranda rights for committing assault on me.
Til next time.....
Knocked Off By The Fashion Diva
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