This week has been equal parts good news and bad news.  I’d really like a week of just good news, thank you very much.

This is not the right book for the common read.

I love Justified.

Staaaaahhp!

insisted on touching my face

My tea leaves look like a fox.  I think that means I’m going to lose another chicken.

There is something wrong with that

bills bills bills bills bills

I can’t help it if I think referring to yourself as A “Creative” is pretentious as hell.  I don’t care how CREATIVE you are.

I wish Walter would stop standing outside my office window at home, staring in at me.  It’s just flat out creepy.

Oh no!  I’m out of stamps!  Emergency!  Emergency!

So yeah.  The dog.  Swallowed what appears to be a smallish rabbit, nearly whole, digested it for a day or so, and then regurgitated it on the living room floor.  Good times.

I could listen to this all day.

No.  nonononononononononono.  I won’t do it.

Oh boy.  More new people.  Ooph.

Jack Reacher had low grosses?  Probably because you cast Crazy Pants Cruise as Jack Reacher.

I do not understand fashion.

And there’s more.  OK, so not a rabbit.  There’s too much of it.  That smell is like a horror movie.

I’m still pretty cranky at the Universe, actually.  It’s been a hell of a week.

I think I may be talking to a robot.  I really REALLY do not like talking to robots.  All you people who are all, robots are awesome!  I love robots!  Robot army yeah!  You’re crazy pants.  Robots cannot be reasoned with.  Robots cannot understand human thought process.  Also SKYNET.

“May I know you need the product to redeliver or to credit the amount” “Please know that the missing item will be shipped before at the end of the day”

Does that sound human to you?

holla

Yes.  This.  This is my week.  With one exception.

Wow, that’s just.  That’s a lot of words.  Words words words.

Yep.

Um.  Not a wise idea to lie in a staff meeting about what’s been on your calendar when the keeper of the calendars is at the table.

Fancy pointer.  OK.

That room is packed.  I cannot fit any more chairs in there.  Sit on the floor.  Or something.

Like a record, baby.

“We must reject the idea that every time a law’s broken, society is guilty rather than the lawbreaker. It is time to restore the American precept that each individual is accountable for his actions.” ~ Ronald Reagan

Liberals won’t be happy until all our Constitutional rights are stripped.

What the hell kind of sense does having the CDC research “causes and prevention of gun violence” make???

Also, what the hell does THIS Attorney General know about gun safety?  Fast and Furious, anyone?

When was the last time you encountered a criminal who happily paused for a background check?

Gorram POTUS is not helping my week at all.

I need to step away from this topic at the moment.

Here is some pretty.

I may have to revise.

I don’t care if anyone’s reading it anyway.  It’s an attic dump.  Thank you, Sherlock.

It’s too hot in here.  It’s 30 degrees outside, it should be cold in here.

I don’t know what that dog ate, but dear LORD.

My brain!  It hurts!

Apparently I’m freaking wallpaper.

People take internet breaks.

Uh oh.  We’re now in need of a Rug Doctor.  Ooph.

Yeah, that was a good run, for a girl who doesn’t run.  Oy.

Oh my.   So many books to read.  Within the next two weeks.  Oh boy.

Also, the Southwest Michigan Digital Library is pretty damn cool.

unto-

Good on ya, then.

tell the tell the tell them all t

don’t wanna

I need to give it away.  With a book.  That’ll be a nice thing, I think.  Sure.

curlers!

A high of 26.  Feels like 14.  um.  Yeah, that sounds awesome.

Survivaling.

I was serious about the skeleton.  I need one.  I’d take good care of it.  I’d give it back in the same condition in which it was loaned.  I’d try real hard not to name it.

Honest.

Abe.

My tea has cooled too much.  le sigh.