Today is one of those days that I just want to chop off all my hair. Or wish I was wearing a turtleneck. One of the two, because my braids are rubbing against the back of my neck and it’s really annoying.

Also, it’s freeeeeeezing in the office today. Good thing I wore my convertible capris – they’re pants now.

Last night… I spray painted the table that lives on my deck. It’s now a lovely shade of green, instead of the stained/permanently-dirtied white that it was. The chair is next. I also hung up wall decorations and watched way too many episodes of Star Trek that I’d recorded. I wasn’t in the mood for the other stuff. I hung up the new mail sorter I got for the apartment – a lot more work than I thought it was going to be. Stupid walls – I don’t know what they’re made of, but it’s crap. It’s either impossible to drill into, or it all flakes off and is worthless to hold stuff up. There’s no middle ground. Don’tcha just love old houses?

And I gave a lot of love. She seems fine, though confused and unsure when food time comes around – it’s too bad she’s got such a small brain, because explaining the situation to her really won’t help. Oh well. I haven’t had any breakdowns on the matter since Sunday afternoon. I just keep reminding myself that is much happier now, that the nagging sense of needing to go home and clean pee off of my roommates’ things wasn’t fun, and that and I can go visit him in a few weeks. It’s not like he’s dead.

Tonight and I are meeting at the Jamba Juice for SNB, because she’ll be in the area looking at apartments. I’m excited, because I love Jamba Juice and lately every time and I have passed one we haven’t been hungry. Maybe they’ll have a fun lime drink. I loved it when their fruit of the month was lime. Yum yum!

has decided to torment me about my birthday presents. When was in town last week, she gave me hers, and it’s sitting patiently in my room, wrapped until the day comes. I can totally handle the waiting on that (though it helps that I’m 95% sure what it is, and I haven’t needed to use it yet). But since I gave lots of completely useless hints about his gift last month, it’s now my turn to be tortured. So far, all I know is that he ordered it online, it’ll be delivered via UPS, and and were consulted.

Currently listening to: someone making photocopies
Peeve of the moment: co-workers in general
What I’m wondering: um… what food to get while I’m out getting coffee – I’m hungry!

One Reply to “Fidgety”

  1. Ha ha!! I was consulted!! Ha ha!! I know what you’re getting!! Ha ha!! Torture, torture, torture!! Ha ha!!

    Mature, right?

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