Bah. I packed a lunch today for the first time this week. It (including the Rainier cherries) is still in my kitchen.
I can't eat in the work caf again today. I can't bear watching the unbound hair swinging over the food prep.
Plus it doesn't taste good.
Maybe lame sushi.
I am now grateful to my brother for sending the e-mail with the attached picture of his marriage license only three days after he got married.
I picture finger wiggling/waving with the health~ma, too, Calli. Maybe it signifies the "~"
Now I'm gonna have to put effort into not doing that to people who sneeze at the office. My rep is weird enough.
In my family, I blame it on a few flakes, namely my dad, my brother and my paternal grandfather. See a pattern here?
My grandmother was startled dad had never mentioned his brother (grandpa's first kid, who...well, she did find out before she married my grandfather. But he thought he'd mentioned it already.) My aunt stunned I didn't know about husband#1.
But let's not mention the part where I didn't tell my parents about my brother being married, as I figured I'd let him off easy on the taunting. What I didn't know was that he hadn't mentioned it to them yet. It took another month.
(he had tried to call us from the courthouse steps, but no one was home and he didn't leave a message. But he didn't call back!)
About 5 or 6 years ago, we suddenly started spending time with my great uncle. I dont' know if I ever knew he existed. it was odd that I hadn't met him, since he lived in the same city as my grandmother (who was divorced from my grandfather who lived in New Jersey) I kind of wondered why we "Just" started spending time with him, and then I leared that my great uncle had met my grandmother first, which makes me suspect that my grandfather stole my grandmother away from my great-uncle. Quelle scandale!
We just had free ice cream sundaes in the lobby of our building. At least 9 types of ice cream/yogurt/etc. and all the fixings.
I feel kinda gross now, but in that dessert bloat way.
From IMDB:
Consumers who plug into DSL and cable broadband lines watch two fewer hours of television per week than those without Internet services; those with dial-up connections watch 1.5 fewer hours of TV, according to a study by Forrester Research, "The State of Consumers and Technology: Benchmark 2005," released Tuesday. The study also predicted that the number of households with broadband connections to the Internet will increase from 31 million at the end of 2004 to 71.4 million by 2010.
Again, I got to wonder about correlation v. causation.
About 5 or 6 years ago, we suddenly started spending time with my great uncle. I dont' know if I ever knew he existed. it was odd that I hadn't met him, since he lived in the same city as my grandmother (who was divorced from my grandfather who lived in New Jersey) I kind of wondered why we "Just" started spending time with him, and then I leared that my great uncle had met my grandmother first, which makes me suspect that my grandfather stole my grandmother away from my great-uncle. Quelle scandale!
Oh, that's kind of fun.
My family tells me everything. Unfortunately.
Ahrg. I'm frantically trying to get stuff set up so I have some semblance of backup for the helpdesk and no one knows what I'm talking about. Fucking layoffs.
Best of luck sara, sounds like a tough situation.
We have rumours that are quite fun. Who has drug orgies, who stole a man from their daughter, who's cheating on who ...
And, of course, who's in the closet, or who refuses to admit other family members aren't in the closet any more.