Well, my recent drought in adding to my blog is over. It's not my fault -- really. A couple of times it was down for 'scheduled maintenance' and last night it was so incredibly slow that I couldn't even add anything. Well, here I am now so let me go on...
December 7th: A day that will live in infamy. I didn't even realize until I heard someone mention it on the news. Weird.
December 8th: It's been 25 years since John Lennon was shot? Holy crap! What have I been doing? I feel so old!
Oh, Christmas is coming and the geese are getting fat -- and so I am. I must have put on about 10 pounds in 'winter weight'. Happens every year... someone walks around with candy they've gotten as an early gift. "Would you like some chocolate?" Who am I to say no? Today it was a Philly Cheese Steak -- straight from Philadelphia. Quick-frozen and delivered via FedEx. The other day it was pistachio's. What's next, brownies?
"You want a brownie?"
"No, I prefer girl scouts"
Haven't seen much of L-girl at work. Her side of the building is very quiet right about now so I'm not sure why she's so busy. I've been busy myself but I know why. I think something's going on but I can't tell what. I've asked her several time and she tells me 'nothing'... but I just wonder. It just feels like there's a weird vibe between us -- can't explain it.
The much-balyhoo'd Company Christmas party is coming up. It was really strange... they sent out an e-mail a few weeks back about it with the tagline "I'll see you there..." but didn't tell us where the party would be held. We just found out a few days ago. Of course, they pulled the classic trick "let's have it on a Thursday night so no one gets overly trashed". They do it every year.
As I recall from years past, our Christmas parties could be summed up with the phrase 'drunk and disorderly' but over time they have mellowed into a 'chill and be very cool about the whole thing'. Of course, I used to rent a tux for the party and these days I just wear my work clothes -- a shirt and tie.
I am so very tired and I'm not feeling well. I feel a cold coming on with the nasal congestion and the fever and elevated temperature. I just want to take some medicine, crawl into bed, pull the sheets up to my neck and go to sleep.
Then -- what am I still doing here. Bye.
December 7th: A day that will live in infamy. I didn't even realize until I heard someone mention it on the news. Weird.
December 8th: It's been 25 years since John Lennon was shot? Holy crap! What have I been doing? I feel so old!
Oh, Christmas is coming and the geese are getting fat -- and so I am. I must have put on about 10 pounds in 'winter weight'. Happens every year... someone walks around with candy they've gotten as an early gift. "Would you like some chocolate?" Who am I to say no? Today it was a Philly Cheese Steak -- straight from Philadelphia. Quick-frozen and delivered via FedEx. The other day it was pistachio's. What's next, brownies?
"You want a brownie?"
"No, I prefer girl scouts"
Haven't seen much of L-girl at work. Her side of the building is very quiet right about now so I'm not sure why she's so busy. I've been busy myself but I know why. I think something's going on but I can't tell what. I've asked her several time and she tells me 'nothing'... but I just wonder. It just feels like there's a weird vibe between us -- can't explain it.
The much-balyhoo'd Company Christmas party is coming up. It was really strange... they sent out an e-mail a few weeks back about it with the tagline "I'll see you there..." but didn't tell us where the party would be held. We just found out a few days ago. Of course, they pulled the classic trick "let's have it on a Thursday night so no one gets overly trashed". They do it every year.
As I recall from years past, our Christmas parties could be summed up with the phrase 'drunk and disorderly' but over time they have mellowed into a 'chill and be very cool about the whole thing'. Of course, I used to rent a tux for the party and these days I just wear my work clothes -- a shirt and tie.
I am so very tired and I'm not feeling well. I feel a cold coming on with the nasal congestion and the fever and elevated temperature. I just want to take some medicine, crawl into bed, pull the sheets up to my neck and go to sleep.
Then -- what am I still doing here. Bye.