(And of course I mean my definition of "far suburbs" is still on a bus line, so not actually that far...)
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
(don't tell me if it is crazy.)
My favorite part of your post.
If ordering things from Sephora to get free samples is crazy, I don't want to be sane.
Monday did not waste any time with me. Nothing like spilling an expensive and tiresome to fill prescription all over the floor. At least it wasn't a brand new entirely full bottle.
And my breakfast is disappointing.
Meh.
Went on to break a hanger and a nail. Should've called in clumsy to work today.
There's an idea for a superhero. The MondaySaver! She swoops in with extra caffeine and a clean shirt and emergency chocolate.
I like it.
It's possible the advice nurse hadn't hung up the phone when I said, "You're an idiot."
Oops.
I really don't want to piss away my day at the closest Kaiser urgent care, which is 20 minutes away on a good day. Also, I'll have to reschedule my chiropractor appointment and my neck still hurts.
Sorry about nurse being less than helpful, Ginger.
Today is the Monday-est of Mondays.
Today is the Monday-est of Mondays.
It is Mondaying VERY hard. (I may have food poisoning. I'm trying to work -- and SO thankful that I work from home today of all days -- but this kind of crampy stomach pain is making it hard to concentrate. DO NOT WANT.)
t edit Also, there are fruit flies in the kitchen. ALSO DO NOT WANT. Homemade traps have been deployed with great rancor.