Buffy ,'The Killer In Me'
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.
Weekend - Fleet Week, yays!! Air Show & Parade of Ships! (I really like this stuff, and I'm also really glad that it only happens once a year. Also, I can take or leave the Blue Angels, but I really love the Snowbirds and Team Oracle.)
I'm supposed to go to a play tonight, but I don't know.
Columbus Day parade on Sunday, too. I kind of want to make like Northern Exposure and throw tomatoes, but I think that would Not Be Taken Well.
I just managed to give myself a papercut that bled through the first bandaid I put on it.
Why didn't anyone tell me not to watch Grey's this week?
Haven't seen it yet, ita.
I just managed to give myself a papercut that bled through the first bandaid I put on it.
Ow! A coworker was holding her hand out to me the other day after giving herself a papercut -- with cardboard -- right under her nail. I was like, Dude, do you want me to kiss it? Because that was really the only thing I could think of, the way she was holding her hand out!
Ouch, cardboard cuts! Just about as bad as manila folder cuts, which I've had waaay too many times.
this weekend
having friends for dinner,tonight.
Sat - birthday party for neighbor
sun - into SF for fleet week , I think
Weekend: finish making a new cover for an umbrella, do some alterations to some clothes, go to Ye Olde Spooky Club, take a look at the line edits on my manuscript (and possibly freak out, I dunno), and be part of a gothy-goth photo shoot on Sunday.
Why didn't anyone tell me not to watch Grey's this week?
Why shouldn't you have watched it? Should I/we also not watch it?
People who aren't me should be just fine, Perkins. You'll see.
It was a couple of sheets for the futon. And I'm guessing I'm out $50. I'll talk to the company and my credit card company, because I'm pretty sure the USPS will do jack shit. I talked to a neighbor and she's had multiple packages disappear because apparently, the carrier is fucking leaving them out in the open, even after repeatedly being asked not to. Or she's stealing them.
Anyway, I need to talk to the company anyway, because I want to know how much credit card info was in the package. If there was any, I'll get a new card #. Grrr.
Pissy pissy pissy.
And I still don't have new sheets to cover the futon.