'Dirty Girls'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I spent Wednesday-Saturday in project management training in Seattle. I'm exhausted and have determined that I'm a very bad capitalist. I don't care about profit! (This may have to do with me not having taken advantage of the employee stock-purchase program...)
But I am safely ensconced at home with soup to make and a large amount of television to catch up on.
welcome home, Consuela!
And don't fret, capitalism is overrated.
Also, I am amused that my tag, your tag, and vw's tag all have CRAZY ASSCAPS.
And I have completed nine of 26 liner note paragraphs for my Frankenmix!
Okay, but it's a lot of work to me.
My important clocks have switched over. I taught this morning instead of assisting, and then stood around and mocked the people in kettle bell training, even though they are now sure to be much stronger than I am.
I still have that Lucy coupon and a jones for new pants. Will I make it to Santa Monica? Will I even make it to the shower? Okay, probably. But sooner rather than later...remains to be seen.
What I did today:
I tried doing what I usually do for the time change, which is to lose my hour at 5 pm instead. It doesn't really work. I was still up too late.
My brother called yesterday and today. He's in DC. Today he called because he was trying to get to the Mall from the convention center and was lost. Because he didn't have a map. And he's on heavy duty cold meds. After I quit laughing, I told him to keep going south. I wonder about his sense of direction.
He's trying to convince his boss she wants to send him to a conference in Prague. If he does, I'm so so so tagging along. Heh.
My important clocks have switched over.
Most of our clocks were already switched over. That's what happens when we're all to lazy to change them from, well, fall back.
Most of our clocks were already switched over
This change is the one more likely to get made in a timely fashion, since for the lame clocks, forwards is easier than backwards. Still, as long as my phone and computers and TiVo know the time, that's what's important.
Given that I CAN'T FIND MY NEW WATCH, I don't have to worry too much about that.
OK, now I'm stuck.
So pretty, sara!
Last night, I kept not being able to change the time on my watch and having to scroll through all 31 days of the year on the date thingy.
I hate my paper. FYI.
Capitalism is over-rated, I suppose. But there's all these other things I'm supposed to want that seem to be associated with capitalism.
And really, what I want is a job I enjoy and enough time left over to do some writing and do some traveling. I don't even need more money than I make now.
And yet I find myself being shoved uphill into management. It's totally the Peter Principle in action, I swear.