Sue reminds me I need to try and get a new A/C before the high summer prices. Possibly a freecycle listing this weekend.
Since it looks like bonuses may be on the table this year after all, I am planning to blow mine on the mackdaddiest-75-kajillion-BTU-don't-stand-still-or-you'll-freeze AC unit I can find. My apartment (top floor, western exposure) was so freaking hot last summer. The dog basically lived in the patch of floor in front of the not-very-powerful AC unit in the bedroom, and the livingroom was almost unusable.
My Oscar movie list is getting re-worked. I think instead of Mrs. Henderson Presents tonight, I think I will view Hustle and Flow and possibly Cinderella Man, both from the comfort of my home. Seems like a better decision with the snow.
Ooh, Hustle and Flow is On Demand? Awesome.
We just have nasty drizzle here. Which better stop in the next hour because I have a meeting across the street and no umbrella.
I'm ready for the cold part of winter to leave. Though I really have to be an ass early and get my a/c replaced. I should get on that this month.
It's survey time here, and in the hour since we put it up, 47 responses. Including one that is plainly sour grapes. I love those. They make me laugh. eta: I think as a human, I may be a little broken. Or bent.
I just discovered that there are no new Gilmore Girls 'til April!!!
ScubaDoo Sorta' an underwater motorcycle.
OK, someone needs to make me stop reading the survey comments. I'm just cackling away madly. Oh, the angst! The hyperbole! The lack of basic comprehension!
And it is even funnier when it comes from in-house.
I mean, some level of criticism is valid, granted, and points us to things we could do better. But if you wail that the system is down half the time and this is why we suck (um, no- it's tracked ) I'm just going to laugh in your face.
Terrence Howard is all sleepy-eyed and angsty and SUPERfoine in H&F. Not a character you'll forget fast.
What are you supposed to do, work environment-wise, if you have a strong allergy/migraine trigger? I can't ask the guy four cubes over to not eat popcorn, or the woman who's stopped by to visit an ex-co-worker to dial it down on the Chanel.
I am going to take a walk and hope she's gone and taken her scent trail with her before I come back, but still.
There's just no reasonable way to protect myself. It makes me feel fragile, which makes me want to hit things hard.
I'm totally not caught up on natter, but:
Shrift is shorter than you'd expect from pictures. Something about the slounging cutting across the vertical plane, I suspect.
I'm the Snake Plissken of the Internet: less tall and dead than you'd expect, but by God, do we look good in leather.
