Yay movers!
Finished second person, felt it went better. On to third person. (Three people 45 min each, plus they gave me a topic and 45 minutes later had to do a presentation on it--that time FLEW BY)
'Dirty Girls'
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.
Yay movers!
Finished second person, felt it went better. On to third person. (Three people 45 min each, plus they gave me a topic and 45 minutes later had to do a presentation on it--that time FLEW BY)
I'm sure I like the sound of "naval tiara" better than the reality. Y'all forcing them to keep the berets is awesome, Sail.
Go, meara! much~ma!
Grapefruit and cinnamon tea is a surprisingly successful flavor combination
(Three people 45 min each, plus they gave me a topic and 45 minutes later had to do a presentation on it--that time FLEW BY)
Wow, that's a lot all at once!
I worked 10-12 hour days for the last four days and I just hit a wall. I quit. Not quit-quit, just for the day. I've done every last little thing that had to be done and I'm going back to bed. I might be a naughty thing and call out sick tomorrow just so I can skip the third of a series of meetings that don't need me and I don't give a flying fuck about.
In not-all-MEMEME:
Brenda, that wedding sounds like a trip and we want a full report, preferably with video!
Jesse, that Ask A Manager link was helpful, thank you.
I spit in your face.
I adore you.
-t, the stargazing sounds marvelous. The skies here are still not dark enough for me.
Cheers for everyone!
"naval tiara"
My mind went straight to "navel tiara". I'm not sure how that would work, but it would probably be on display at the wedding Brenda's going to.
I'm working from home today, which is lovely. And I found out that hummingbirds are not the only ones drinking from their feeder. There's a space that I fill with water that's supposed to keep the ants out, and a goldfinch was just drinking from it. Multi-use!
Someone once told me about a wedding where the groom's trashy ex showed up uninvited, drunk and interrupted the ceremony by loudly announcing what she'd like to do with him. The bride marched down the aisle from the altar and one-punched her into unconsciousness, then resumed the wedding.
My mind went straight to "navel tiara". I'm not sure how that would work, but it would probably be on display at the wedding Brenda's going to.
That's exactly what I thought of. I couldn't quite imagine it, but I figured I'd see a photo on Tumblr soon.
If I had a flatter belly, I might get a tiara tattooed around my bellybutton.
I saw a crow dining from the big birdfeeder this morning for the first time. If the crows have discovered it, I'm gonna need bigger bags of birdseed.
Aw, goldfinch.
Okay, I'm pretty sure I have everything I'm supposed to have. There was some confusion over missing screws that remain missing when reassembling the TV that the other movers took apart, but hey. Minor issue.
I have tons of boxes to unpack and I need to clean everything that was on the moving truck, but I need to eat lunch and do some more work first.