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Another random thing for the wishlist- regardless of how lame it makes me look, I want one of those fancy dance pads and a DDR game full of goofy techno. I think I might exercise on a regular basis with that.
Work is not as bad as usual. The boss is out because his wife is having their second baby today, which they are giving a normal name with a stupid spelling that substitutes a y for an i. That sort of pretension makes me crazy. The gossip round the bay centers on his lack of enthusiasm for the new child. But at least he's not here to hound us about the hundreds of certs for Burger Kings that have flooded the queue recently. I've located almost every single Burger King the state of New York. I really think I'm not going to do another cert for the next hour.
My coworkers are sickening and dropping like flies. I blame the woman who comes into work miserably sick. That, and the copier that smells of burnt and melted plastic. I can't use it without wanting to retch. Please don't let me get sick. Ugh.
I've been adding random movies and books to the wishlist all morning. Shopping without shopping really. It's that or keep reading the news about the Ukraine and speculating on the nature of the poison involved. So I peruse the books on spices and candy, the history of our more exciting monarchs and lots of British dramas. I need to read more history books. My knowledge of history is scattershot, focused on random people or things that pique my interest. I have a fascinating volume of the development of breakfast cereal in America that I bought for $3 at Half Price when I first started working there. So, if you're a wandering philanthropist cruising the net for a charity project feel free to send a book deal my way or to send me something new to read.
Alan and I did our Christmas early, at the RenFest. So I think we'll exchange little things. I'm planning on making baked goods for my inlaws and family, and probably for friends as well. I wish I had more time to enjoy Christmas season, with the lights and displays and the scent of pine. Thank heavens for the weekend approaching.
Work is not as bad as usual. The boss is out because his wife is having their second baby today, which they are giving a normal name with a stupid spelling that substitutes a y for an i. That sort of pretension makes me crazy. The gossip round the bay centers on his lack of enthusiasm for the new child. But at least he's not here to hound us about the hundreds of certs for Burger Kings that have flooded the queue recently. I've located almost every single Burger King the state of New York. I really think I'm not going to do another cert for the next hour.
My coworkers are sickening and dropping like flies. I blame the woman who comes into work miserably sick. That, and the copier that smells of burnt and melted plastic. I can't use it without wanting to retch. Please don't let me get sick. Ugh.
I've been adding random movies and books to the wishlist all morning. Shopping without shopping really. It's that or keep reading the news about the Ukraine and speculating on the nature of the poison involved. So I peruse the books on spices and candy, the history of our more exciting monarchs and lots of British dramas. I need to read more history books. My knowledge of history is scattershot, focused on random people or things that pique my interest. I have a fascinating volume of the development of breakfast cereal in America that I bought for $3 at Half Price when I first started working there. So, if you're a wandering philanthropist cruising the net for a charity project feel free to send a book deal my way or to send me something new to read.
Alan and I did our Christmas early, at the RenFest. So I think we'll exchange little things. I'm planning on making baked goods for my inlaws and family, and probably for friends as well. I wish I had more time to enjoy Christmas season, with the lights and displays and the scent of pine. Thank heavens for the weekend approaching.