got a friend coming for the weekend. he's coming tomorrow and we have to get the spare room ready and clean!

YIKES

ita, we have plastic adirondack chairs that we got at Lowes for less than $15 I think. If that helps you.

And the coffee, because "because coffee" is even more relevant to my life than "because wine."

I score 100% on the tea point, down to the being picky and OCD about brew time, etc. Go team whatever the hell that means.

Okay, FUCK. Go home, idiot girl.

But first you guys have to know how cool my tights are. Because argyle is cool, and pink is cool. And boots. Like so: [link]

Dammit--my mobile devices are set up to upload pics into the same dropbox folder whenever I take them, and I wanted to try and mimic that functionality with automatic uploading from a SIM card onto my Mac, and somehow I have now infinite looped image copies so they breed every time I snap a shot. NOTE TO SELF: STOP BEING STUPID.

ISTG -- I keep sticking my hand in the sink to see if the water is still there....and then turning the water on to wash my hands! THAT IS WHY IT IS STILL THERE.

Those tights are very cool.

Very nice tights.

I always do that washing my hands thing with stopped up sinks. It fills me with chagrin every time but it seems inevitable.

Oooh, good tights!

quietly sobs because I miss wearing tights. And jackets. And velvet. Stupid heatwave. Stupid summer weather. BRING ON AUTUMN.

Got a new boss, she starts in September.

Had a farewell dinner for old boss lady at the local hotel. For all her crazyness and making me want to cry or commit homicide on various ocassions, I'm really gonna miss her. Who else will sing "Not in Nottingham" with me?! Will new boss be genre-savvy?! Will she get my DW mug or my TARDIS USB port that makes really annoying sounds when you plug in? Will she query me relentlessly as she mainlines the modern BSG and is all WTF?! the next day "Julie tell me WHY?!!" when she hits the final season?

It was quite amusing watching her turn into a total slacker her last two weeks. We spent one morning discussing The Avengers for an hour. She was clocking out at exactly eight hours instead of ten or twelve. Leaving messes about because she just couldn't be bothered. My standards, really.

My new boss has discovered I can word good.

Um, does that mean "word" is a legitimate verb now? Because it sounds awful to me. Like the worst corporate and/or internet speak imaginable. Sorry, I'm not usually a grammar fascist but that one just hit my brain too hard, and if you meant it ironically, I didn't get it from the rest of your post.

I am fairly certain that is as close as ita ! Gets to lolcat.