Another long day ahead.
I really need to get batteries for my remote.
Wait, you had a meeting yesterday to discuss the meeting you were supposed to have today?
Odyssey Dawn.Â Who thinks this crap up?
My head still hurts.
I don’t care for soup.Â I’m sure I’ve mentioned this.
This could be a good morning for a chocolate chip scone.Â But I’d probably just want to kick my own ass for eating it.
Dear NOW, defending a woman against a tasteless slur is sort of undercut by your immediate attack on the “right wing agenda” of distracting you from your goal.Â We don’t really need your help.Â Thanks anyway.
I just read this in regard to abortion: “All people should have the right to do with their bodies whatever they want as long as they do not hurt other people physically.”Â … Are you not physically hurting another person when performing an abortion?Â Isn’t that the very specific goal of abortion?Â To end a life – sort of the ultimate in hurting another person?Â Just, you know, something I was wondering.
There is a very good chance I’m having a mood.
Apparently I never logged into my work email this morning.
79 isn’t so old.
I haven’t had a chocolate chip scone since Christmas.
Maybe Liz Taylor and Michael Jackson have embarked on some creepy afterlife weirdness.
I’ve moved on to the iced tea.Â I resisted the scone.Â Sigh.
Castle doesn’t seem to be getting much better.Â But I can’t stop watching.Â It’s like reading a cheap throwaway paperback mystery.Â Not the worst thing you’ve read, but not worth an Edgar either.Â The opening scene of the Halloween episode was awesome though.Â â™¥ Captain Mal.
I wish I had Angry Birds on my work computer.
Lord.Â Could someone please put a muzzle on post Whiskeytown Ryan Adams?Â Thanks muchly.
I wonder why my liberal friends are being so quiet about Libya.
Seizing power at every turn.
I always think a nap would be awesome, but I never take one.Â Right now a nap would be awesome.
James Marsters has the teensiest bit of south in his accent.Â Interesting.
Why does it smell like moldy pine tree in here?Â It is not a pleasant odor.
Interesting.Â The Mister doesn’t usually go in for blonds.
If you’re anti-Israel, there is probably something wrong with you.
Apparently “interesting” is my word of the day.Â Interesting.
Hugh Laurie.Â Yum.Â I don’t know about the singing though.
This day simply refuses to end.
The Census data show that Detroit has lost 25% of their population in the last ten years.Â Yes, I can see how we really need another bridge to Canadia now.Â I’m convinced!
Anticlimactic, I know.
And your little dog too.
You’ve never heard of a pre-meeting? I would think you were a Dilbert fan.
I’ve often thought that of all the American accents, that of the Deep South is the closest to South English.
And my little dog is gone. I blame Canadia.