Jayne ,'Ariel'
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.
I am just getting off work, waiting for the rest of my carpool back to my car so I can go home. I have an appointment with a personal trainer at 10 am. That was kind of a dumb decision.
I think I have a crown. It doesn't bother me and I don't particularly remember the procedure. For another anecdata point.
It's a snow day! And my landlady's kids are celebrating by running from one end of the apartment from the other. It's like living under a herd of wild ponies.
At least they aren't skipping this time.
Hm. NYC schools are still on, no early dismissal announced. Literally every school district north of us announced either a closing or an early dismissal late yesterday, but Bloomberg has apparently decided he's had enough of being prepared and is going back to his 2010-style of just winging it and hoping everything works out.
I seriously cannot believe you guys are not closed.
We're trying to figure out here if we should cancel the concert or not...and it's still three days away. But the band will be coming in from higher elevation and the audience will be coming from a different higher elevation. It's possible we'll have nothing and they'll have 7 inches.
Drive to work wasn't too bad. I did hit a patch of ice on a slow, tight corner, which caused me to slide until I hit a patch of frozen slush. I was probably going 5 mph so no big deal.
Everyone else was cutting inside the corner. I followed the lines and hit the ice.
I had a dream where elevators on a college campus worked like normal elevators, but for 30 cents (there was a coin pay slot IN the elevator like a candy machine) they would TRANSPORT YOU TO OTHER BUILDINGS!
I would totally pay 30 cents for that.
for 30 cents (there was a coin pay slot IN the elevator like a candy machine) they would TRANSPORT YOU TO OTHER BUILDINGS!
Just like Wonka!
It's the Friday of my first full week of full-time work in years. I'm proud of me. And also glad it's Friday.
Last night I dreamed I went to visit Jesse in her illegally converted loft in Bushwick. You had to walk through to the back this shady-looking bodega to get in, and this scary shopkeeper would glare at you and you had to convince him that you knew Jesse.
With 30 cents you could have bypassed that guy.