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Who stole my motivation? I just ran errands (and, crossed off half of my to do list in the process), but now I feel like doing nothing. Maybe I'll nap.

Work ~ma, JZ. It's too bad I can't give you some of my sick leave, since I have about 6 months saved up in the UC system, and only about 6 weeks left to work. I should have been taking Fridays off a lot more often!

{{Sumi}}

I'm at home waiting for a delivery of our new dining room chairs. The delivery is supposed to happen at 9 a.m. Bets on when they actually show?

Bets on when they actually show?

3 kittens on 5:17 p.m.

Oh! This reminds me! I found out last night that my quilt store does a Casino night. Instead of buying chips, you but fat eighths. You bet fabric! It's brilliant! I can't wait! Of course, I need to learn poker then, but still.

It's too bad I can't give you some of my sick leave, since I have about 6 months saved up in the UC system, and only about 6 weeks left to work.

Oh, I've got the sick leave, about 200 some-odd hours of it. But, because of weird convoluted UC rules about in what order leave may be taken in conjunction with disability, I'm not allowed to use it (before the disability kicked in, yes; after the disability ended, no).

Also, WHYFOR YOU GOTTA LEAVE THE BAY AREA, DAMMIT?

Er, I mean, congratulations on the spiffy new job! dammit

May your return to the work place be uneventful, JZ.

I have to go to Fort Lauderdale this afternoon to do work stuff. Don't want to. At all. I'm hoping the office cancels. I should call and confirm.

I remember when my friend was trying to get someone to explain the maternity leave policy to her -- four relatively competent people, four different answers. I think they just make up something new every time.

I have a friend looking at an apartment for us this weekend and assessing whether the landlord is a weasel. The pictures look great, and it has two bedrooms and 1.5 baths -- sounds like heaven after being wedged into this little apartment with the DH for so many years -- and there will be room enough for visitors!

she has made some bad life choices. (like moving to Hannibal!)

Bwah! Very true. Hannibal is ... well, not exactly picturesque. We drove through there on our way to the Renaissance Faire this summer.

Work~ma, JZ! Don't do that tattoo-on-eyelids thing, though. Painful.

Thanks for the interview ~ ma. I don't think I'm going to get it, though.

Maybe there's still hope! Sounds like a fun job.

Oooh! Oooh! I have a hivemind question.

As most of you know, I am notoriously slow on the uptake when it comes to the meanings of songs. In the past few years I discovered that "Afternoon Delight" was about having sex in the daytime, "She Bop" is about masturbation, and so on.

[insert laughing/teasing/pointing and gawking here]

We were watching "Earl" last night, and John Leguizamo said something to Earl about Billy Idol and "White Wedding." I didn't get it, Joe laughed and told me that it's about cocaine.

Is this true?

My co-worker thought pigs in a blanket were pancakes wrapped around bacon.

Where's your co-worker from, Empress? Because that's what I've always considered pigs in blankets to be, and this weirdness involving stuffed peppers is probably heresy.

John Leguizamo said something to Earl about Billy Idol and "White Wedding."

"White Wedding" is about Billy objecting to his little sister getting married. Really. I wonder if his sister laughs at him, considering she's still hitched to the guy.