I'd love to see a lot more basic logic in the world in general.

I'm so paralyzed by the new tech question, I think I'll just put it off as no real imperative is in play. Though, I appreciate the encouragement that moving away from Apple will be horrible.

In truth though, when I worked for a solidly PC based software company, I was the only one in the office with an apple. I made the excuse that I needed it for graphics...which was true...but I just feel like that language has always been easier for me to use on a daily basis.

This, coming from the person on staff who actually wrote the English portions of the tech manuals!

eta: MAN, Freudian slip-o-rama. My subconscious just does not want to believe that moving away from Apple WON'T be horrible. Heh. My wool is dyed, yo.

No Golden Globes talk? I am late to the show and expected to be able to catch up on dresses and faux pas here.

Sorry. I'm drinking pear cider and watching hockey, eh.

Eh, there will be pictures tomorrow and the best clips will be on YouTube.

Suzi, I just found this gigongulous all-the-dresses slideshow: [link]

Whole lot of safe and nondescript and a couple of seriously fugly dresses, but also some serious pretty, and a couple of folks looking about as good as they ever have.

Awards - all I want is for Ralph Fiennes to win for Grand Budapest Hotel. If he loses to Bill Murray, that'd be tolerable, but losing to anyone else is Unacceptable.

eta: #30 in that slideshow, Felicity Jones, is my absolute favorite by far. Ruth Wilson's is unusual and very striking. Katherine Heigl's dress looks like the skirt is on backward.

sarameg, sorry about your sadz. I totally get it.

dcp, I laugh at your and your book selling/buying, because...I know that pain.

Jesse and Pix, I printed out the grocery list and, though I am tweaking some things slightly, I'm going to try it starting the 16th or 17th! Because, payday.

Jessica, Vortex, if you need an eye on writing samples, etc., feel free to ping me!

I oneroused AND relaxed today! We had a showing this AM, and we have TWO clients who are showing real interest. Thank you Jebus and Buddha and all. I went to yoga, and then I edited, wrote and did a ton of laundry, dusted blinds and baseboards, and spray painted an ugly stepstool we keep in the kitchen. Oh, and learned how to cut a pineapple, so now I have FRUIT! YAY FRUIT.

I also painted my nails a lovely muted silver glitter, and my toes a muted gold glitter.

And spot-mopped and Swiffered before the showing.

A friend gave me a box o' pink moscato, and I am now having a glass of wine. and putzing about on the intertubes.

Wow, TMI. I R Boring.

Just got to my hotel room and put on the golden globes. Juliana Margulies looks awful. And I can't tell if George is wearing weird makeup or the light is hitting him funny or what.

Failed to make groceries, but had a lovely afternoon with the 'rents. They gave me a perfect -t gift: a cooking thermometer that reports to my phone. It'll give me graphs, y'all! Dog parked twice, so good day for Walter, and I think I stuck to my diet ok when we went out to dinner.

And I have leftovers I can eat for breakfast and lunch tomorrow, so groceries can wait. Just need to put the towels in the dryer and I can relax for the rest of the evening.

They gave me a perfect -t gift: a cooking thermometer that reports to my phone. It'll give me graphs, y'all!

Holy crap! I barely have a cooking thermometer at all!

I have so many. Meat thermometer, candy thermometer, thermometer that came with a french press (or maybe with a torch, but it was a gift with purchase with something), Instapen, probe thermometer with alarm, laser thermometer, and now a Range [link] Probably some of those are made obsolete by others, maybe I should weed. OTOH, they all fit easily in the little drawer between the sink and the stove, maybe they can just stay there in case I need to simultaneously monitor a zillion temperatures.

BTW, I feel so proud of myself for starting the dishwasher before I left, and I unloaded it, reloaded, and started it again after I got home. So adult. [please ignore how having enough dirty dished lying around to need to do that is not particularly grown up. WIP, adulting]