Wallybee has taken to calling me Penguin. And I'm ok with that. Oh!
March of the Penguins
finally opens here in about three weeks! I sense a date coming up!
I'm planning mix CDs. I'm thinking one for Wallybee, and one of just plain disturbing love songs. (I decided this after my iPod played Goldfrapp's Your Lovely Head.) I'll save that one for long trips together.
File or code? File or code?
This is why accountants have strokes.
When my DH is away I almost always sleep on the couch.
Sparky's couch is comfy. Check!
Have spent most of the day trying to catch up on details in F2F. This is getting realer. Eep! (note to self: printing the request for time off form is not sufficient. Must be turned in.)
Have no meara (since I haven't been around all week, this is just as well, a meara would be exhaustive/exhausting) - but
Happiest of Birthdays to Pete-est of Petes!!!
I knew not-yet-Hubby was the one when he yelled at ER doctors in my behalf and didn't mind me bleeding all over him. Plus he's the only person I've ever been willing to perform minor surgery on, so I guess it's a good match.
Just sent a resume in to two jobs online. Eeek!
We fear change.
'Course we also fear being treated like everybody's servant for too much longer...
Trudy, I'm not sure that's properly respectful of Mr Connery.
hee hee hee
It's a line from this week's
Boston Legal,
on which I am hooked.
It's a line from this week's Boston Legal, on which I am hooked.
They weren't talking about William Shatner, were they?
slinks into room
I'm in Portland. Hi there.