Tomorrow is Wednesday. Bones day. Halfway through the week day. Halfway to another pay day.

Tonight is Tuesday night. House night.

It shall work out in the end. And then I can sleep.

And I'm doing the late-night Sunday night and I've just discovered that my work computer can run the Bones episodes on Fox, so I've got my viewing all laid out.

I have until 7:30. Debating whether to get a drink or go straight home. On the one hand, exhausted, feeling not so pretty and could do stuff at the house. On the other hand, scotch, it's been a long day, and hug from Mr. Jane.

Where's -t?

Ooh, yay view, too bad about the door.

Move along, day, no loitering.

Eta: Eep! Sorry, Daisy Jane , I don't make the decisions, I just validate.

I'll make an exception for you if you really want - scotch and a hug. And you're always pretty, so don't even worry about that.

Tonight is Veronica Mars night, but tomorrow, yes tomorrow is Friday Night Lights. (Can't bring myself to type Friday Night Lights night)

Tonight is level 4/5 and advanced fight and instructor ground, which I'm missing right now. Feels like I have wet sand swishing around in my head.

But I'll go anyway, as soon as I find my shoes. Take a pill and stand around--SOP.

That Cafepress initiative prompted me to get off my ass and finish designing something that occurred to me randomly over ten years ago. And I put it up on CafePress to boot.

Okay, to grab a Red Bull and go to the centre.

How's the new job overall, Suela?

My feet are cold, but I don't want to put socks over my tights because they pull too tight on my toes, and I don't want to take my tights off. It's a quandry.

In other random news from my brain, the ad for "Hannibal Rising" says it's "a shocker in every possible way." Every time I hear it, all I can think is, really? Every way? (Link safe for work in fact, if not in concept.)

Jesse, pull the toes of the tights away from your toes a bit, then when you put your socks on it will feel normal.

signed, BTDT

So far, so good, Jesse. Met with the boss today, chatted a bit about things. Still need to take my pal out for a beer and pick his brain for how things *really* are operating. I don't have a lot of defined goals right now, just to get up to speed on the program I'm supposed to be managing.

But not having to record my time in any way is so awesome I'm going to coast on that for quite a while. Err, so to speak.

On the down side, they block all webmail. Pfeh. I can get to LJ and B.org, but I'm trying not to abuse the privilege. And I miss gmail, damnit.

Jesse, pull the toes of the tights away from your toes a bit, then when you put your socks on it will feel normal.

Yeah, I think I can hold out with the blanket until bedtime at this point.

I don't have a lot of defined goals right now, just to get up to speed on the program I'm supposed to be managing.

That sounds good so far! I mean, at least you haven't gotten a pile of crazy shit dumped on you yet.

On the down side, they block all webmail.

Oof. That sucks! Or, I mean, I'm sure is great for productivity.