My interwebs are crap today.

I love it when Chrome tells me Gmail isn’t available.

What?  What???

I have to go to the store.  It’s so cold out there.

I’m so cold!

I just can’t win a thing.  I would love a Stitchionary.

It’s like trying to join a conversation and you just keep getting ignored.

Memphis has all my snow.  Give back my snow, Memphis!

That is a lot of photos.  It is taking forever to get them off the card.

tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea hee

Only 308 days til Halloween!

I’m in the mood for some NCIS.  I haven’t watched it in a few years.  I could totally do a marathon today.  Snuggly blanket, tea, knitting, and some Gibbs.  Of course, I don’t have any NCIS.

I think I need to eat this piece of chocolate cake.  Get it out of the house.  Yeah.

Now I just have to deal with these lemon bars …

Everybody south of the Mitten is having a blizzard.  Does that seem right to you?

Snow!

A LOT of snow!

I’m bored with my music.  If you feel like sending me music, you should just go right ahead and do that.

I need to order yarn so I can get started on a new project.

I don’t even know how many to include.  12?  24?  I don’t know.

We need a fire in the wood burner.

Aw, Scooby’s all covered in snow.

I did not get a rifle.  I did get some pizza.

I don’t like the phrase “talking points.”

I’m sorry, but what part of this do you not understand?  Just give me a damn triptan.

I just think that was a spectacular waste of money.  No wonder this country is such a mess.  It’s full of people who do stupid shit like that.

I wonder where that hat pattern is.

No, I did not wear my kitty hat to the gun store.

Who are you talking to?

I seem to be missing a stitch.

Chem trails?  Oh here we go again.

I suppose if I go work out, I’ll warm up.

I haven’t had meatloaf in a long time.

Ooooh!  Chili would be good this week.

What?  I smile.

Yep.  That did the trick.

Why does Facebook want to know how I’m feeling?  That’s just a little creeptacular …

My arms are all noodly.  Those throws are tough.

Yes, I did just read the word “vajazzled” in a Dresden book.

Stream of consciousness.

Seems random is contagious.

That’s such a dirty song.

Sometimes you get so lonely.  Sometimes you get nowhere.

It’s alternating Bowie, competing for space in my brain.  Could be worse.  I do so love Bowie.

I find it reassuring to know that everyone doesn’t think she’s as perfect perfect as I thought they did.

I think tomorrow is a good day for baking things.

If you seek a pleasant peninsula … not nearly as cool as “Thus always to tyrants”.

That cat is always hungry.

Uh oh!

I actually think boxes of chocolates are really great gifts.  To me.  Really great gifts to give me.

So many books to read!  I should probably wait on Dresden and read this one the dean loaned me first …

Where is my hammer?

I wish I could glue his head back on.

Even the cool kids table was only good for a little while before it got all cliquey and weird.

oops!  I forgot to mail that thing.

The duck!  Has been disemboweled!

I wonder if it’s still snowing.

The dog ate the wishbone.  Boo.

What is that noise???  Oh good grief.  It’s Walter.  We have the weirdest animals.

“I have to confess, I am a person who judges a book by its cover.”

I should have asked for those days off.  It just never crossed my  mind.

I’d forgotten about that shawl.

What a strange thing to say.

First day of carpet install – success!  The office looks twelvety percent better already.

I have to say, Ghost Story is not my favorite Dresden so far, and only partly because of the obvious.  Changes was just so … freaking powerful.

Wait.  These carpet tiles look funky.  This can’t be right.

Ladies’ Night!

Hee.

Why didn’t I wear jeans today?  Oh, right, guilt.  I’m filthy.

Every time I see a photo of a celebrity they have their smart phones in their hands.  Except Liev Schreiber.  He’s always on his bike with his kid.  Good for him.

I can’t take the constant daily affirmations.

Our card this year is fantastic.  We’re hi-larious.  I don’t care what anyone says.

I will eat a salad for lunch.  I will eat a salad with chicken in it because if there’s one thing this girl needs, it’s protein.

Ugh.  I’m coated in dust.  It’s like a protective layer or something.

Sleeeeeeeepy

internert

sssssssssslllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwah

Dude.

Hmm.  No one unfriended me this week, so that’s interesting.

God I hope we never have to do this again.

duh duh duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh

Oh hey, there’s some sun.

Might be nice to have a little snow.  THIS IS MICHIGAN, AFTER ALL.

It’s the end of the world as we know it … it’s the end of the world as we know it … it’s the end of the world as we know it …

AND I FEEL FINE

yeah.  You’re welcome.

Huh.  Creepy.  Also really cool.

I hate it when people make copies and then leave the lid to the copier up.  These are the same people who use the paper cutters with the 2 foot long blade on them and leave the blade up.  It drives me crazy.

What’s this?  A winter weather advisory?  For Friday?!?  Whatever.

I have too much stuff.  But then.  When I try to weed out the stuff.  I can’t decide what stuff to de-stuffify.  le sigh.

glooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom

I don’t know.  I don’t think the salad was really filling enough.  The teeny tiny muffin that came with it was delicious though.  I could have used a much much larger version of it.  Of course, that sort of negates the whole salad thing …

Waist high snow drifts?  I remember what that’s like.

Wow, I am really tired.  So weird.

Scotch and pulled pork.  Don’t mind if I do.

Right.  Scotch.  Then workout.  Brilliant!

ok Headache.

I think I need new tennis shoes again.

purple monkey dishwasher

Oh look!  It was going through someone else’s head too.

I wish I spoke 7 languages fluently.

Mostly just so it would open up the possibilities of cussing.

Screw it.  I’m wearing jeans tomorrow.  Jeans and a sweatshirt.  So there!

I can’t believe we even have to work the next two days.  Or Friday at any rate.

“he looked like santa would probably look if mrs. claus divorced him and kept the house and elves”

I’m having a hard time with you today.  I just am.

Hey!  I got my calendars done before January this year!  I probably ordered too many.  I wonder if anyone wants a calendar.

I still haven’t managed to win any cowboy boots.  I think I should accept my fate.

No, I will not call them cowgirl boots.  That just seems weird.

I did not enjoy the scotch this evening.  The company was fantastic.  I think I was just too tired for scotch.

Somebody moved Bob!

It was just like it wasn’t like

I love you, Alibris.

I think I’ve met my lifetime  tolerance quota on poop jokes.  Really.

I need some ibuprofen.

Oh!  Have a holly jolly merry happy humbug free Christmas!  I’d give all 7 of you great big hugs if you were here. And you’d be happy, on account of I am a really good hugger.  On those rare occasions that I hug.  I’m not really a hugger, in general.  But anyway.  I totally would hug you.  So.  There you have it.

12.12.12

Carpet!  You are my nemesis!

Meetings.  Lunches.

I am so tired today.  I have so much cooking and baking to do tonight.  At least I don’t have to stay for the meeting with China.

Oh dear.

$100k a year to be the social media director?  I don’t know. That just seems like an overpaid position. But what do I know?

More than 26,000 students could not attend school yesterday in Michigan, so that their teachers could join the protests in Lansing.

Uh oh.  Stirring up controversy.

It’s funny that I can make a relatively innocuous and fairly vague statement that people so readily interpret in wildly inaccurate and different ways.  Why not just ask me to clarify instead of assuming the worst?

Also screw you for assuming the worst, meanhead.

Wow.  I’ve been away from my desk for almost 3 hours.  That really puts a crimp in Random.

But my lunch was good.

I don’t think that qualifies.

Greensleaves only sounds like Christmas music if it’s instrumental.

This is great, but it’s the public university issue that I disagree with.  If CPL holders can carry in public schools, they should be able to carry at public universities.  Particularly since that seems to be the place most of the active shooter situations occur.

Sparkly rainbow zombies?

Unexpected!

I don’t know why I don’t just delete my Twitter.

Wish I had a river.

Bleah.  But no, it’s no good.  It has to change.  But bleah.

I miss having a stocking full of fun silly little things Christmas morning.

Allegedly my arse.

Added to my want want want list.

There’s still time to buy something pretty for someone for Christmas!

It probably sounds like that because that’s what it is.

brunchtastic

Gack!  This cat puke smells like human puke.  That is not right.

But but but!  It’s not funny when Republicans do it!

Crap.  Now I have to make a cake.

A chocolate cake.

My dad always put an orange in our stockings.  That was cool.

Don’t worry, Red.  I’ma read while I bake.

Powdered sugar on the bus.

What???  Don’t speak ill about the Taliban???

I have met some truly fantastic people on the internet.

Oh brother.  Why not just drink it straight outta the bottle at that point?  Sheesh.

And neither are you.

I get the weirdest spam.

Serenity ornament where?

Blue Bonnet, celery, and potatoes.  Um.  No.

Stop pestering me!  I’m reading it!

Very bitey.

Oh ho.  You wish you had some of this chocolate cake I just baked.  It’s gorgeous.

If I knew you were comin …

It’s all interconnected, intertwined, intermingled.  Interrrrrrrrr

little justin timberlake

Oh.  Sorry.

Wool.

Aren’t we cute in all our nerdish glory?  Yes we are.

I’m having a

questionableness

Such a long list.

I don’t think I could actually sleep for an entire day.  I tend to get a pretty horrendous headache if I sleep more than 6 hours at a time.

I think next time we should go to the Museum of Science and Industry.  I love that museum.  The Field Museum is cool, but Science and Industry is cooler.

The sleeves on this sweater are taking me forever.

A pinkie swear is sacred.

How many times am I going to have to change this?

I had no idea Clark Gregg was married to Jennifer Grey.

I miss Jennifer Grey’s old nose.

I think I was just passive aggressively statused!

Bob Costas, I really had only a peripheral idea that you existed.  Until now.  Idiot.

I don’t know.  I don’t think I’m one of the cool kids.

That whole “The Mother” thing is already catching on.

Why do they call them dickeys?

I feel sort of … shunned.

I really need to update that calendar.

Gahrrrrr

Have I mentioned lately how much I love Chris Isaak?  How remiss!

I think that meeting broke my brain.

Need more books.

I’m the only one in the office!  Bust out the scotch!

I don’t have any scotch.

These are ridiculously cute.

I’m starting to suspect that Webmail is broken again.  It’s been hours since anything has popped up in my inbox.  Normally I’ve had at least 50 messages by now.

I’m sort of glad I don’t have to sit through the presentation again.  Yay for more time!

Oooh!  If I actually kept a journal, I’d want this.  Actually I’d probably use it for notes of all kinds.  I do carry a notebook.  Might be kind of large for that though …

That was a weird segment.

Apparently there is blue nail polish on my tablet that is still lacking a name’s cover.

stink, stank, stunk

Damn!  I keep forgetting entirely about the latest Tana French.  I love her!

My Facebook feed is all out of whack again.  Why is crap I posted yesterday showing up now?

Pizza?  When do I ever turn down pizza?

Must turn in the map.

I love the punch at these things.

Where are youuuuuuuuuuuu?

Aw Dave Brubeck died!  Boo!

This will make you feel better.

It’s better than bad, it’s good.

esjus

This made me smile.

I just added about 20 books to my to read list.  Yay!

Oooh!

329 days to Halloween!!!!

Oooh Scotland!  I want to go to Scotland!  I’ll just have to have my student send me lots of postcards.

Yay Santa!

Tea lead to political rebellion?  hee

Bill Cosby didn’t say that, dude.

Now I need a cuppa.

Oh man.  Santa is making me eat a very late dinner.

Oooooh!  (again) This is the perfect gift.  hee.  Someone is going to hurt herself laughing.

It might be time to watch the Ref again.

Redneckified!

I don’t know what that means.  And also, I don’t think I really care.

Outer clam!

I just have to make it through Monday.  That’s all.  Just Monday.

Tupperware Trauma

Cloudy with showers.  It should probably be snow.  Though I’m not such a fan of the snow.

And here I thought I wouldn’t have time for today’s post.  Pshaw.

Dear Santa, I really would like this bag.

I think my tea is ready.

If I close my eyes, I’ll fall asleep.