I hope carrying an 8 lbs container of cat litter 2 blocks counts as exercise
Totally. Cardio + weights!
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I hope carrying an 8 lbs container of cat litter 2 blocks counts as exercise
Totally. Cardio + weights!
I was lying - it was 20 lbs of litter.
Remember the broken water main that kept me awake last night/this morning? They are STILL working on it. I can still hear the trucks and stuff.
Want. Nap.
The last two days of work were ok - the evil PM was out of the office. Monday, we will see. I wish I could work from home, but I need things in the office next week. Gonna try not to worry about it over the weekend.
((GC and GF)) if I have not said so before. My thoughts are with you both.
Want. Nap.
Nap at your desk! Easy-peasy!
I'm home, Epic. The neighborhood is still loud.
Want. Nap.Work on this show. We have 10 more pages of no sound cues. Just woke up from a nap. I really hope I wasn't snoring. That would be embarrassing.
ETA: we haven't take a sound cue all day, and there is 40 minutes until dinner break. To say I'm bored is an understatement.
I can has rent money! and chickn soup! and gingerale! and cold medicine! and excessive exclamation points!!1!
ETA: we haven't take a sound cue all day, and there is 40 minutes until dinner break. To say I'm bored is an understatement.
This never seems to happen in costumes. Unless, I guess, I am working wardrobe in a tech with no quick changes. I am not sure if I am luckier than you are or not, because I just have to keep sewing and sewing and sewing while everyone else is in tech!
I'm home, Epic. The neighborhood is still loud.
Ah, I see. Ipod playing the "Rage" mix from the other day? You don't notice the outside loud 'cause you can pretend the loud music is just 'cause you want loud music?
Eh, what do I know? I'm still at my desk. And a nap sounds good.
So, got a call from my mom a while ago. She was scheduled for an MRI today. They tell her to show up at 6:30, they'll start the MRI at 7:00, she'll be done by 8:00. Accordingly, she gets up at oh-dark-thirty, pulls out of the garage at 6:00 and arrives at 6:30. To be told her appointment is at 6:30 PM! I feel really bad for her, because with her back pain it's so hard to get out of bed, and a million times harder to get up early. But I'm kinda glad it's her and not me, because she's being amazingly calm about the whole thing, where I would be in police custody for tearing somebody a new one.