Friday, Sept. 02, 2005 @ 6:31 am
mushiness, freakout, paranoia Things that happened in the past week or two that remind me why I am still with my husband after 14 years: - In the shampoo aisle at the grocery store, looking at the Aussie products (which he uses). I commented that I'd just bought the Dual Personality shampoo to try out. He said, "Dual Personality, that's you, alright." And then we both laughed. - Got a dozen roses last Friday. The guy who delivers them periodically to his shop had told him it was a mixed bouquet of red, white, yellow/red and yellow. When he got them and discovered there were pink ones, he said, "You didn't say anything about pink." Of course, I didn't complain. - He parked his truck blocking the driveway from the rear parking of a house turned antique shop. When I mentioned it, he said, "We won't be in here long" and snickered, knowing how picky I am. - I mentioned feeling kind of crappy on Saturday. As we waited to check out at the grocery store, I looked in the cooler before the register to see if they happened to have one of those vanilla Dr. Peppers so I could try it without buying a whole case. (Been half-ass looking for this for a few weeks.) He said, "Are you looking for water?" Before I could answer, he was gone to find one. I didn't let on that I wasn't looking for water, figuring I could wait until we got home. FREAK OUT!!!! GAS SHORTAGE!!!1!!1!!!1one!!! Gouging! Last night my husband listed the steps he'll be taking to try to use less gas - use my car whenever he can when he needs to run an errand on the weekend, not use the a/c, drive his old truck since it has a full tank of gas (and he's not using a/c anyway), slow down. He said, "Well, a little. Trying to, anyway." Yeah, me too. I don't always succeed, especially on the highway. And people, please, I know you're trying to slow down, but can we at least go the speed limit? Fuck! I commented to a coworker that I doubted they'd let us work from home two days a week as they did that one time years ago during 'smog season.' He said it was 'being discussed.' Yeah, I'll hold my breath on that one. Remember that project/system I mentioned? I'm not too optimistic about it. Tuesday we had a meeting with our 'user', who I'm convinced is making shit up as she goes. I even jokingly (or so she thought) said that. We can't get a straight answer. It's always, "Well, sometimes....and then there's another scenario..." Fuck. And that's just trying to get the new system done. Trying to get info on the existing system, which will be in place at least another 2-3 months, is just as difficult. I may have mentioned a highly skittish coworker who hardly ever speaks to anyone or leaves her office (yeah, I have room to talk). It's like pulling teeth to get any info. And her last day is Friday. We had a meeting with her on Wednesday. She gave us a bunch of printouts, most of which I had to stare at to make any sense of them. I think she was home-schooled. No, seriously. She's hard to talk to, much less extract info on this very complicated system, which the user makes up as she goes along. I swear, the answers change every time we ask. Two passages to consider: Gemini Horoscope for week of September 1, 2005 and... Are the health history questions and my test results confidential? Emphasis mine. What the hell does that mean? Am I just paranoid? Fuck it, I'm donating cash. New Orleans before and after. The other victims. Reading: Everything She Ever Wanted - Ann Rule Listening to: Yes, Anastasia - Tori Amos (Chicago 4/15/05 bootleg) |
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swaps ... surveys ... random ... host ... tori amos The last five: See ya! - Friday, Mar. 17, 2006 Where's the Excedrin? - Saturday, Mar. 11, 2006 don't even get me started - Tuesday, Mar. 07, 2006 I'm not mean, you're just a sissy. - Monday, Mar. 06, 2006 countdown to defection - Sunday, Mar. 05, 2006 CandB | Bitchypoo | Fresh Peth | Blazing Hussy | itsibitsispyder | Cosmo's | Leigh |