You know things are awesome when after dropping your child off at school you start changing the words to the songs on the radio to be about them being an a-hole.
Natter 74: Ready or Not
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.
Oh dear. I'm sorry, msbelle.
In better news, I finally used up that beef fat mint soap I bought last, what, May? The beefy scent was weird, but that stuff sure lasted. Anyway, I I decided that The Owls Are Not What They Seem would make a good transitioning-to-fall soap (in my head, I have a lifestyle that calls for seasonal scents) and unwrapped it today. So nice! Smells good and my skin is all soft now. And I think the fir scent will be soothing as the late summer hangs on being too hot (mint is my usual go to summer scent, for the cooling association), pine forests are always cool, right? Well, when they aren't on fire, but that is a completely different smell.
I just got kicked out of my online meeting, and I can't tell if it's my problem or the host's problem. Schrodinger's meeting.
Connie, that fic sounds fun. Would you mind posting a link when you have a chance, please?
The Winter Tabby, a WIP being updated every two weeks. Up to 7 chapters.
Schrodinger's meeting.
Don't open the box.
There have been some meetings where I'd have happily opened the box if it meant a chance of the other people in the meeting turning out to be dead.
Always a gamble.
Man, it took me half an hour after I got to work to get a cup of coffee, and an hour to switch my glasses (from regular distance to computer) and I still haven't checked my accounts for new orders. This is why people recommend not checking your email first thing, I know, but when your position has Support in the title, you kinda have to.
I've been working for over an hour since I got on the shuttle, and I still haven't made it to the office yet. Then I work 8 hours at the office and work on the shuttle home. You guys, I think I've figured out why I'm cranky!
I don't think I could work on a bus without getting motion sickness.
That sounds pretty cranky making, yes.
I know I usually just say good morning and don't have anything I need to talk about when my boss and grandboss make their morning rounds, but today I do have an issue and to have them not even slow down (by the time I spun my chair around to face the cubicle opening they were gone) is a little annoying. Also, my skin is red and splotchy and I am worried that my new soap is problematic. In conclusion, I am made of PMS and everything is ticking me off.
Oh, look, chocolate.