'Objects In Space'
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.
Bah! And now I can't find phone numbers for a suddenly moved up deadline for which I have no information.
I'm ccing some emails and writing up some action items and breaking out of this crazy joint. I will not be chopping squash, however, and I feel good about that, though sad no one's chopping for Liese.
Maybe I will swim tonight, or maybe I'll take that damned Percoset and slepp. I hear the humans do that.
DH is out of town. I had a tomato sandwich, Bobby made Mac 'n Cheese, and Brendon made himself crab legs. It was an every person for themselves kinda meal. And now I have wine.
Timelies all!
I have a velcro kitty.(not for dinner) She seems to have forgiven me sticking a pill down her throat. Good thing her short-term memory isn't very good.
I've been slapping a portabello mushroom burger with some colby jack and lettuce on a naan for dinner the past couple of days. It's amazingly filling and nummy. Would be even better with that cucumber yogurt sauce you get at greek places.
home. wall of smoke behind the building, I can't really tell how far away it is, it's just SO BIG. All the exits leading to Griffith Park/Los Feliz are shut down, so I went the back way. There's helicoptors everywhere, and lots of birds freaking the fuck out.
I scooped up Ruby for squishy hugs and she was all, "dude, that's enough. put me down. seriously."
I'm still working!
So unjust. So not going swimming.
take care of yourself, Allyson.
I hadn't read that they evacuated the zoo, what I read was they actually were keeping the zookkeepers there to make sure the animals were okay. No animals better be harmed, OR ELSE.
I'm glad you made it home safely, Allyson.
I'm not working, or at least I'm not at work! I woke up with what I thought was a mild sinus headache, but then after I had been at work for a couple of hours, my head said "ha ha, fooled you" and then exploded, so I went home.
Oh dear, Lee.
Breathe shallow, Allyson.
Oh dear, Lee.
I actually don't feel bad, thanks to the meds. Of course, they make me feel stupider than Perkins the cat, and completely unable to drive back to work, but that means inside pants, so it's okay.