Bitches? Wise.

Maintenance guy was just here fixing a laundry list of minor quibbles I had. But one of the burners not working? That'd be cause it wasn't connected. Been a long time since I had an electric stove. He, nicely, didn't mock me at all.

I think I need to look into one of the 24-hour allergy meds along with Benedryl. Oregon pretty, but damn, Oregon allergy minefield as well.

There's an extraordinarily hot guy here working on something in the ceiling ducts. Alas, when I asked if he was hunting aliens, all I got was a blank look*. Still, pretty.

 *Yeah, yeah--how am I still single, right?

This is why blue-footed boobies make sure they show their feet to potential mates... We just do it with geek humor. If they get it and laugh? Potential mate-age. If not? Wrong species.

I think the snot just took over my brain.

You've now sent me two emails and made another phone call to check and see how I'm doing.

Dear Ass: You are not proactive, you are a pain. Every minute I spend dealing with you delays your project. Once you have moved me from annoyed to irate, I add extra time just to piss you off. Just thought you should know.

Katie, why are you writing notes to my MiL?

t could be projecting

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

snicker

Thanks, beth!

I like Sparky's epistolary might.

Whoo and hoo, Spidra!!! Concertage is good and the location sounds fun and interesting! Me not being able to come and hear is not quite as good.

For the next three days, there are not enough hours to get things done here at work. And yet, I feel compelled to keep up with the Bitches...

This doesn't sound familiar to me. Nope. Not at all.

Thanks, libkitty. I'm really looking forward to it. As a friend of mine asked me, "How were you able to get TONY MARCUS as your accompanist?!?"