Okay. RI is here (and I'm trying to convince her to join). First task is to update my timesheet and enter receipts.
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Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Thanks. I'll try to come up with something in the morning that the productivity patrol could help me with.
I have vacuumed the kitchen (it really needs mopped, but that was never the plan, so I don't feel bad about leaving the floor in an unmopped state [besides which, it's raining, and the dog comes in from the back yard through the kitchen, which means muddy paws all over the kitchen]), gotten my work clothes together, gotten my gym clothes together, and taken my evening meds. I have not brushed or flossed because I needed to eat a mini cupcake first. (The cupcake place gave us 12 mini cupcakes yesterday, seriously. I know they want our business, but it still thrilled me. We ate 4 [2 each] at the store and took the other 8 home. It felt really decadent.)
We also need to decide on cupcake quantities and flavors so I can sign a contract this week. Hee hee. A cupcake contract. That's so frigging cute.
But now that I have eaten the pink-frosting-ed cupcake, I will brush and floss and get into bed.
I did not have a cupcake, but I did have most of a slice of chocolate cake with raspberry chocolate icing that RI brought over.
BTW, public healthcare in this state is FUCKED, in case anyone was unclear about that. I have no charitable thoughts whatsoever about Jindal, which seems appropriate given that he's killing the charity hospitals. The stuff RI was telling me literally made me nauseated.
Anyhoo, I did my timesheet and daily log for work work. Now to figure out what absolutely has to be done for the volunteer stuff, do it, take a shower, and "sleep fast" as my mom used to say when I stayed up too late.
Or I could get sucked into research about "hempcrete" for a discussion on fb with someone I barely know. @@
Okay, refocusing.
It was Drew's birthday today! Happy Birthday, sweetie!
Okay, I have tried to move forward two different issues for the fundraiser, that's about all I can manage tonight. Now to shower and fall down go boom.
OMG, happy birthday Drew!!
Happy birthday Drew! He shares a birthday with my dad, which is a good thing in my book.
Happy birthday, Drew!
Ginger, I'm so sorry for the suckitude.
sj, I applaud you retroactively for going to the nutritionist anyway!
I have an appointment with a new endocrinologist this morning, in a place I've never been to, so of course I'm fretting. But since the cat kindly woke me at 5am, I'm already showered and breakfasted! thanks, cat.
We should have a word for fluttering about in anxiety. "Anxieting"? I do it so often, I need to be able to refer to it.