Sep. 15th, 2003
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Sep. 15th, 2003 10:18 pmEventful day.
I hauled my ass out of bed (note: not ashes, as that connotes sex, and I only got a little friendly with my pillow last night.) (note part deux: quit reading Bawdy Language before bed) and got into work only to have two messages on my desk already regarding the status of the Mac I'd had on my desk for two weeks. That got done right quick, I can assure you.
Almost had lunch with Jacyn, and instead postponed to Friday and instead consumed leftover leek and garlic quiche. And a breathmint, for good measure.
Read some fanfic, and ( blathered on some... )
After work, I delivered my excess boxes to Merry (and got them the hell out of my entry! Yay!) and zoomed back home to give veggies to Nevada and get a house-warming present from my real-estate agent. I stopped on the way to pick up little mozarella balls and olives and french bread to treat myself to a little spread with the fresh tomatoes. Didn't get to eat it immediately, of course, as Nevada and my agent arrived almost on each other's heels, and my agent stayed to talk cats for an hour or so.
Dru's just home froma day climbing, so I'll save my rant on Wizarding birth control for later.
I hauled my ass out of bed (note: not ashes, as that connotes sex, and I only got a little friendly with my pillow last night.) (note part deux: quit reading Bawdy Language before bed) and got into work only to have two messages on my desk already regarding the status of the Mac I'd had on my desk for two weeks. That got done right quick, I can assure you.
Almost had lunch with Jacyn, and instead postponed to Friday and instead consumed leftover leek and garlic quiche. And a breathmint, for good measure.
Read some fanfic, and ( blathered on some... )
After work, I delivered my excess boxes to Merry (and got them the hell out of my entry! Yay!) and zoomed back home to give veggies to Nevada and get a house-warming present from my real-estate agent. I stopped on the way to pick up little mozarella balls and olives and french bread to treat myself to a little spread with the fresh tomatoes. Didn't get to eat it immediately, of course, as Nevada and my agent arrived almost on each other's heels, and my agent stayed to talk cats for an hour or so.
Dru's just home froma day climbing, so I'll save my rant on Wizarding birth control for later.