I once had a dream that Satan fell in love with a girl named Masada, and her love made him compassionate, and that made G-d so angry He tried to kill them with lightning bolts but they got away by hiding inside a mountain. I don't know why I remember that dream.
Because that would make a pretty good three issue run of Sandman.
I spent about half an hour standing around an upscale gift shop sniffing super fancy expensive candles to decide which one to get for my deluxe candle aficianado.
The winner: [link]
Ooh, that looks nice.
I am checking off to-do items like a motherfucker. Since work, went to TJ's, started pork spread, wrote notes to my team. Check check check!! (On the pork, I threw in a little bacon fat and a little crisco and it looks to be OK. We'll see.)
Dear body
This is a stupid time to come down with a cold. Please just don't. We'll take a sick day in January if you can pull it together for the days we already have off.
I have a cold - really, skip it
Just had my year-end review. I did not get a raise--and not because we are not giving raises, because "my work this year does not merit a raise." I got a $1,000 bonus, which I am not complaining about. I also got to meet with the COO, who told me that "it's not like your job is that difficult."
I am so sick of this place and of HR and can't wait to get out of here.
That place does not deserve you, Scrappy. Ptui.
ugh Scrappy, DO NOT LIKE.
I also got to meet with the COO, who told me that "it's not like your job is that difficult."
Way to build morale at the end of the year.
Timelies all!
Tomorrow we fly to visit my parents in Florida, in their probably-not-very-childproofed condo. (which is also the land of limited internet access for us) Whee.
I AM PUTTING UP THE TREE!
In fact, the tree is up, just nothing else is done yet. I need to spread the branches and get the lights on. If I do that tonight I will be ok with doing ornaments tomorrow.
I had texted mac that I was going to do this tonight, so maybe move his stuff outta that room and ya know do something that would help out. Instead I come home to find him JUST STARTING to do a massive clean out of HIS room. The cleanout entails piling things in the hallway for me to deal with. Consciously or unsubconsciously this was sabotage of my plans. I dealt with the clothes and helped with one thing and then announced that I had plans for my evening and it was not to deal with his mess, so I was going to do what I had planned to do. YAY ME! Instead on continuing his work, he planted himself on the couch in the tree room and is watching tv and eating chips while I moved furniture and put the tree together. so much passive aggression.
I am now taking a wine break.
