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kyburgDAYIM. The week's over. Whew.
The unrepentant bastard software delivered not one, not two - but three new surprises for me to fix today, thank you very much. I had plenty to do as it was. Gah. But since the big problems are under control, it's just these little bullshits left to run into. Blech.
I have fish to go fetch from the freezer at work. I was a dork and forgot it. Yes, I have frozen fish from the boss' last fishing trip - and also he made me a nice little smoked yellowtail, scallion, tomato and cucumber sandwich on cracked black pepper parmesan bread at lunchtime. I keep saying we should write a cookbook - we'd clean up. This is one of the few places I could actually have a Pampered Chef party and all the guests would be male. They'd dig it, actually.
Fuel is following Jimmy Buffett on Winamp - and Jim's older brother is going to be by tomorrow for lunch. It's working out.
Had one of the Dagoba chocolate bars we got in our Christmas stockings - dark chocolate mint with rosemary. That...was intense, to say the least. Left my mouth fuzzy.
George Bush wants to go to Mars. Hey, what happened to the habitation module you axed from the space station? AND WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE GOING TO DO WITHOUT SHUTTLES?
*grump* Gimme a break. I'm blonde, but I'm not stupid.
And you can't lead me around with something that only sounds as sexy as that.
Dick Rutan is doing sexy things, folks. Go look him up and see what he's been up to.
Meanwhile, I'm going to go get dinner. Jim's home, and the weekend is officially on.
The unrepentant bastard software delivered not one, not two - but three new surprises for me to fix today, thank you very much. I had plenty to do as it was. Gah. But since the big problems are under control, it's just these little bullshits left to run into. Blech.
I have fish to go fetch from the freezer at work. I was a dork and forgot it. Yes, I have frozen fish from the boss' last fishing trip - and also he made me a nice little smoked yellowtail, scallion, tomato and cucumber sandwich on cracked black pepper parmesan bread at lunchtime. I keep saying we should write a cookbook - we'd clean up. This is one of the few places I could actually have a Pampered Chef party and all the guests would be male. They'd dig it, actually.
Fuel is following Jimmy Buffett on Winamp - and Jim's older brother is going to be by tomorrow for lunch. It's working out.
Had one of the Dagoba chocolate bars we got in our Christmas stockings - dark chocolate mint with rosemary. That...was intense, to say the least. Left my mouth fuzzy.
George Bush wants to go to Mars. Hey, what happened to the habitation module you axed from the space station? AND WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE GOING TO DO WITHOUT SHUTTLES?
*grump* Gimme a break. I'm blonde, but I'm not stupid.
And you can't lead me around with something that only sounds as sexy as that.
Dick Rutan is doing sexy things, folks. Go look him up and see what he's been up to.
Meanwhile, I'm going to go get dinner. Jim's home, and the weekend is officially on.
