P.S. Am on bus. And tipsy. 0lease to forgive typos. P.P.S. New Jersey is whack.

probably come up in my review tomorrow.

Good luck! I hate reviews. Oddly, the more I hate them, the better they've gone, so far. At my place of work, fuckitall seems good. Which annoys me, in a global sense. I like my raises, afterall.

Maybe mutual attraction between our cranky monkeys will pull them off our backs and we can get away while they're grooming. Or, they'll hate each other and we can run when they start flinging poo.

Good plan!

I just hate it when The Cranky appears out of the blue. I mean, yeah, I've got the apt issues, but they aren't exacerbated right now. I've got the stupid universe is peeing on my friends and I can't bend it to my will, but that isn't really this source either. This is free-floating stupid cranky.

Maybe I should yell at stupid drivers on the way in tomorrow.

New Jersey is whack.

This is a true thing.

...you're not on a bus in New Jersey, I hope.

Maybe I should yell at stupid drivers on the way in tomorrow.

I support that! For me, it's a combination of letting it out, and also realizing how ridiculous I am with it.

Zenkitty, maybe they're worried that a tenant's gardening or rennovation will turn up Jimmy Hoffa?

WTF is up with my co-worker waiting til I'm eating lunch at my desk to come in and give me the news (and many, many details) about changes to a component I thought I'd finished with? I'd been at the office for 3 solid hours without a peep from her, with another 5 to come. It can't wait 15 minutes?

Though at least tonight I didn't feel the grocery store was bending me over the checkout counter without any foreplay like it usually does. For $42.50 I walked away with:
• 1/2 lb. of smoked turkey
• 1/2 lb. of smoked cheddar
• 1/4 lb. of baby swiss
• a loaf of high fiber bread
• 2 tins of biscuits
• 4 single-serving trays of frozen broccoli and cheese sauce
• 3 ears of corn
• an avocado
• a big bunch of bananas
• a pound of strawberries
• 5 peaches
• 5 nectarines
• 5 containers of yogurt
• a quart of milk
• a big box of raisin bran
• 2 packages of beef noodle soup

Have the gas pumps destroyed my sense of financial proportion, or is that pretty good? It's basically a week's worth of food aside from soft drinks and a couple servings of seafood entrees I already had in the freezer.

Seems like pretty reasonable prices. You've left off the wine which is what usually drives up my grocery bills.

Alas, the wine, she no good for me. Though I did get a bottle of concord grape juice on my trip to the store last week.

For some reason, when I hear the phrase "tin of biscuits" I picture the provisions of mid-20th century mountaineers. Or early 20th century antarctic explorers.

What if you hear, "packet of crisps"?

Okay, I swear to god I got halfway down that list before I realized you weren't talking about a sandwich.

I mentioned tipsy, right? Also hungry? But at least home now.