Horriblescopes
Mar. 4th, 2004 09:02 amBack at work....bone weary! I didn't get in bed last night until after 11 PM and I'm feeling every lost minute of sleep right now. At least it's a partial work day for me. I'm leaving at 3 to see Dr. Ross for my preliminaries.
This weekend I have off from Telehell in order to go to Charleston and see the Father Unit; however, the Step-Mother Unit appears to not want Aunt Tudi and I to come calling, so those plans may be changed and I shall keep myself at home. Since arrangements have already been made to cover my hours, I can't really call Telehell and change my mind, so I may just take advantage of a normal weekend and thumb my nose at the world.
I love the flavour of coffee, but detest the taste it leaves in my mouth. I wouldn't even be drinking it were it not for the fact that I'm desperate to crawl out of this woozy "please Mighties let me sleep" sensation. I even have bags under my eyes this morning, and they're packed and ready to go!
Gas prices have shot up again in the area. I've already decided that, if the surgery is a success and I get my knees back, I'm purchasing a bicycle and coming to work on it. I only live 2.5 miles away from The Pit, so it's not like I couldn't do it. It'd be great exercise, a chance to be out in the World, and would be considerably cheaper than putt-putting to work in my car.
Travis just called on his way in to work. We had a right hootacious conversation. It's always good to talk to Trav, but I'm often enshrouded in bittersweetness when I do, thinking of all the things and good times we lost when the Feudal Masters decided to rip away our livelihood. Anyway.....if I don't go to Charleston, he and I may get together and yuck it up on Saturday.
Okay.....now for some horriblescopes. This one from Brezsney
( Virgo )
Uhm....Kali Ma anyone? Sheesh.
I think I need a drink....
( Alcohoroscope )
Work beckons and this good little serf must heed that call.
This weekend I have off from Telehell in order to go to Charleston and see the Father Unit; however, the Step-Mother Unit appears to not want Aunt Tudi and I to come calling, so those plans may be changed and I shall keep myself at home. Since arrangements have already been made to cover my hours, I can't really call Telehell and change my mind, so I may just take advantage of a normal weekend and thumb my nose at the world.
I love the flavour of coffee, but detest the taste it leaves in my mouth. I wouldn't even be drinking it were it not for the fact that I'm desperate to crawl out of this woozy "please Mighties let me sleep" sensation. I even have bags under my eyes this morning, and they're packed and ready to go!
Gas prices have shot up again in the area. I've already decided that, if the surgery is a success and I get my knees back, I'm purchasing a bicycle and coming to work on it. I only live 2.5 miles away from The Pit, so it's not like I couldn't do it. It'd be great exercise, a chance to be out in the World, and would be considerably cheaper than putt-putting to work in my car.
Travis just called on his way in to work. We had a right hootacious conversation. It's always good to talk to Trav, but I'm often enshrouded in bittersweetness when I do, thinking of all the things and good times we lost when the Feudal Masters decided to rip away our livelihood. Anyway.....if I don't go to Charleston, he and I may get together and yuck it up on Saturday.
Okay.....now for some horriblescopes. This one from Brezsney
( Virgo )
Uhm....Kali Ma anyone? Sheesh.
I think I need a drink....
( Alcohoroscope )
Work beckons and this good little serf must heed that call.
