Oh, without planning to, I apologized to that coworker who caused me to snap my pencil. When I referred to the incident, she replied "Oh! You mean when you got fresh with me?!"
Um, what?
I actually googled what "getting fresh" meant, because clearly wasn't what I thought. I thought it meant getting smart-mouthed, but the links I clicked meant getting aggressive. Oops, okay, so, yeah, there was that. It didn't go too well. We both agreed that it was water under the bridge at this point, but in the end, I really wasn't truly sorry for the fact of getting angry, just at my physical reaction, and she was totally unrepetant about her butting in where she didn't belong (but, as an apology, I couldn't point that out!). The more we talked, the more pissed off at her I got.
My neighbors across the way (youngish men, maybe in their 20s, early 30s?) are playing football in the street. Culs-de-sac, my friends, are sometimes pretty sweet.
so being part of that must be great, right?
It's all right! But the
hugging, my god, the hugging.
NO!
Fine. I will go have have some olives.
It's a fancy party.
Pizza, pizza in my tummy!
Or... not, because then I'd have heartburn all night. Aging is SO awesome. I lie.
I just went to a Community place about avoiding touchy topics, like the Negro problem
I have this reflex I
hate
to retell the Better Off Ted plotline about the racist light sensors to people I don't really know. Did it again this week. I really need to stop....but it is one of my favourite comedy bits ever. And it's always in my head whenever a light sensor operates.
You all are going to make me pull out the DVDs, aren't you?
Chaos theory, then the dark Abed ep.
Dinner is made! And for those keeping score, I went with the red wine since that involved much less prep on my part. Still, not really a cocktail, is it? I'll have to have a cocktail soon, just to even things out.
I need more Community, clearly.
I actually thought about that before I posted the NP, but then I figured a lot of you would understand, and hopefully the rest of you would at least know I was quoting, not saying.