Weekend in review

When last we joined our heroine, she was about to embark upon an adventure at her mother’s house. Her bad attitude was cloaked by her sense of familial obligation. Her mother decided that she needed her to acquire and build new storage devices for enhanced organization. Yes, that’s right. Instead of giving away large quantities of stuff, her Mother bought more stuff to store more stuff. It is a vicious cycle, but what can you do?

I grow tired of the third person. Back to the story. I went to Home Depot and hefted two 72” high shelves, 3 24” high shelves, and one 60” high cabinet. Then I brought them home and assembled them. My back was on the verge of spraying all my vertebrae out on the floor. Fortunately, my spinal column held. But boy, howdy! I was tuckered. I spent about 10 hours with mom. Come 10pm, I was dog tired. Mom said she still had some stuff she needed me to do, but I was done. Toast. Roached.

Sunday, I was awakened at 8ish by the Flying Walenda cats. I frittered about for about an hour, and decided to just return to bed. I woke up again at noon, this time with two sleeping cats sprawled contentedly around me.

In the afternoon, I took the Cutie out to dinner, as he had a dismal weekend involving a ¾ second power outage and some ill servers.

I woke up this morning feeling quite exhausted, dammit. I stumbled to the cafeteria, acquired my elixir of alertness and my bagel. On my return pilgrimage to my perch, the corporate communications director exclaimed his amazement that I should have peanut butter on a bagel. Jesus, doesn’t he realize they use bagels interchangeably with toast, English muffins for breakfast foods? I am too cranky to discuss proper bagel consumption rituals. Blar.

Watchmen status: Rorshach was just sprung from the klink!

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Wow...I've received about 6 forms of Viagra/Penis enlargement spam this morning.

I'm starting to experience small non-functional penis envy.

On Lumpkins

I just received an email from a coworker whose last name is "Lumpkin". How on earth did a last name like that stick? It sounds like a perfect last name for a gnome. Looking at this guy's profile picture, however, he doesn't look gnomish at all. He looks a little mean or dull, too. Perhaps he is both. Still, someone should walk up to him some time and say, "Hellooooooo, Lumpkin!" and rub his tummy.

That's my two cents.

"Ganked" from kellinator, who "ganked it from damn near everyon

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I spent a while trying to find a random haiku that didn't carry the bad vibes of a griping post I made last week. Sheesh!

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The end of the work day draws near. Twenty-two minutes. Tick, tick, tick.

I have put in a good, hard work day, while still managing to be an LJ Posting and Replying Harlot™.

Tonight I take Maximus in to get round deux of his vaccinations. After that point, I wish to morph into Annie the House Vegetable. Then again, I should wash my vehicle. Due to lack of washing, my white corolla is starting to look like a dalmatian. If I don't stop the madness now, it will work its way over to looking like a toyota hearse.