I'm in a shitty mood. I need a couple more days before I have to be ready for Christmas. I had a bad dream in which I was violent towards our style manual (a dream which needs no deep interpretation, yo). My hip hurts, not the hip I injured rock climbing, no, inexplicably, the other one.
Payroll cancelled direct deposit to my old checking account, but they need a couple weeks to start direct deposit to the new checking account. Why? I don't know. So I'll be getting a paper check this week. When? I don't know. How much money do I have right now? Not enough, if that check doesn't come tomorrow. Is this the worst possible time of the year for money screw-ups? Of course it is. I am angry.
All this puts me in danger of stress-shopping.
However, today I wrote an actual, physical, paper check, and it made me feel good. Like I actually DID something. That was weird.
Aimee, that's very exciting news.
And sorry Gar, that's crappy news. I'm glad you can get coverage, but it makes me angry that you have to scramble like this for health care coverage.
My hip hurts, not the hip I injured rock climbing, no, inexplicably, the other one.
I don't know enough about muscles to explain it, but I know my stretch teacher would say that this is common. Something about the uninjured side trying to compensate and therefore straining itself. Hope it all heals soon.
Aimee, I meant to say, that really is excellent, exciting news! I hope you two hit it off.
Gar, the state of health care/health insurance in this country makes me so mad I become incoherent. I'm glad you have a viable option anyway.
Despite my bithcing and whining, things are okay. I'm eating a Honeycrisp apple, I'm on vacation until January 3, and my cat is stoned on the 'nip and really LOOKING at his paws.
That's kind of hysterical. Did we have DVDs in 99?
Yup, and vhs was already on the way out.
For nearly $30,000 MSRP, they should have included a live puppet show.
I love a well-tricked-out van. You should install shag carpet and a couple captain's chairs to go with your vhs player.
I have discovered the ambrosia that is TJ's Sipping Chocolate. I'm loving TJ's more every time I go there; I just wish the one in Madison was closer to me.
I just wish the one in Madison was closer to me.
Heh, I wish the one in New Orleans wasn't in Atlanta!
OK, off to bring the smonster to the airport.
I got up this morning before Tim, and I noticed there was a present under the tree wrapped in distinctly non-Christmas paper. Intriguing.
Then I fired up the computer, checked my e-mail, and he had sent me an e-card for my 40th-and-a-half birthday (today being Dec. 23).
So when he got up, I got to open my birthday-and-a-half present, which is this necklace: [link]
(I've told the mobius strip story, right? Early in our relationship, we laid in bed one night and made mobius strips. Because they're cool. And then he made me one from a random band of metal at work.)
(The weird thing is that I had a dream last night that he proposed [with a huge ugly blingy ring]. So apparently my prophetic dream ability needs fine-tuned. I got the jewelry part right.)
