Jesse's sphere of influence should be infinite!

Today kind of kicked my butt. I would like a massage and a margarita, or maybe a bubble bath and a bourbon. Sadly, I have none of those things.

It was not a bad day, but it was not a great day good: feast day bad: because a coworker is moving to another branch good: mr aggressively passive agressive actually lied so he has been caught bad lost a thumb drive that has a lot of work that I hadn't saved anywhere else that needs to be posted tomorrow good: when I realized it was lost I re did about half of it - so it will be done

bonus good the above buff dife

Well, I didn't go for a walk, but I did exercise and that did make me feel better. Would still like to go to sleep but soon enough it will be time for that anyway, so I guess that all works out.

Also discovered that just reaching into 120° F water with a bare hand to grab my reheated fish doesn't really hurt. I didn't exactly mean to test that. I hope I don't flake out like that with a higher temperature.

Things I say to my dog way more often than makes sense:

I tend to say things to the cats like:

"Really? How do you feel about that?"
"How is that going to work with your napping schedule?"
"What ARE you going to do about that issue?"

Sometimes I ask them where they've put the XML source files, because they're not in the dratted directory they're supposed to be. My work-from-home life.

I yell "jazz hands" at Loki a lot. When he's wound up and acting like I'm chasing him. And yes, I do jazz hands,

would like a massage and a margarita, or maybe a bubble bath and a bourbon. Sadly, I have none of those things.

My day sucked and I am grumpy as all get out. I want all of it.

DH always used to have political conversations with the cats. I mostly apologize to them for moving or otherwise inconveniencing them, I think.

Ha! I CAN fit a 10-egg frittata in my frittata pan. It just takes some ingenuity. Might be better to cut the recipe in half next time.

Argh, preseason football, I don't understand your broadcasting. I'm recording the I guess rebroadcast (although it is my first opportunity to see it) of the Baltimore-New Orleans game and thought I'd watch the first few minutes to make sure I'm really recording the game and not some other damn thing or a message telling me I don't get that channel, so I fast forward through some gold and some ads and I see what looks like the right kind of uniforms in the midst of playing and think I've gone too far. In their infinite wisdom, the Comcast Sports Network decided to "revisit last night's game" by showing the last 30 seconds of the fourth quarter and the final score right before the full broadcast of the game starts. WTF?

Well, I stayed late at work to try a Japanese whiskey with coworkers. Whiskey was very nice, may have to buy some. I signed up for ClubBev! on the shuttle home because I need to rebuild my booze collection.

Got home and changed my wifi network name to something fun while making dinner. Somehow I managed to stab myself in the hand a little because I dropped a spice bottle from enough height that it launched a knife into the air like a Warner Bros. cartoon. But I finished making dinner once I stopped the bleeding.

V. pleased that I'm being played by Stephanie Beatriz in this reenactment.

Was it Shochu?

I can help you with that if it is.