chicken got delayed because it needs to thaw too. But I did get some frozen acorn squash cooked up into soup for tomorrow's lunch and made a grilled cheese sandwich for tonight. mmm.

My cat sitter bought me tulips and they are brightening up my bedroom and the spare room which will host a friend tomorrow night. YAY friends visiting.

I am mostly unpacked, but I should probably put the luggage away so said friend can actually walk into the apartment without stumbling.

My friend got his car stereo hooked up with aux in for his iPod. I asked him if he'd sell me his old iTrip but he's *giving* it to me. Booyah!

You know what's weird to have said to you upon entering the restroom? "Long time!"

Just weird. Especially with a smile.

Okay, my face still fucking hurts. Can I go home?

I think I've decided not to go to Yoga tonight on the basis that I can't keep track of what I went downstairs for by the time I reach the bottom of the stairs. While this is a fine state of mindlessness, really it would be good to have a little more on the ball when I go.

In an unrelated matter, at work they've changed the name of the Help Desk to the Service Desk. Like, maybe if you make that change, the people asking for help won't be able to find you....

But now you know where to go to get serviced! Good trade!

Okay, my face still fucking hurts. Can I go home?

Yes.

Happy Birthday, quester.

So, so happy not to be trapped on The Conference Call That Wouldn't Die (as my other two production co-workers are). It's been going strong for 5 hours now. I'm about to set the answering machine and leave them to it. Hopefully they will have a chance to get away from the call before I return tomorrow morning.

I do customer support for books.

Okay, the image this gave me is hysterical:

Caller: "I can't open the book! The cover is stuck!!!"
Spidra: "Okay, sir, you're looking at the spine of the book. Flip it over, and then open the front cover."
Caller: "But the cover is stuck!!!"

You laugh, Tep, but in my bookstore-slave years, I had any number of customers try to return books because they were upside-down. Occasionally, they had trouble believing that flipping the dust jacket which had been put on wrong had actually fixed the problem.

Occasionally, they had trouble believing that flipping the dust jacket which had been put on wrong had actually fixed the problem.

The most baffling part is that these people somehow managed to learn to read.