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Here's another picture of snow to keep y'all entertained while I come up with something more interesting to post....consider yourselves lucky I'm not inflicting pictures of my cats on you (not that this is completely ruled out for future postings, after all, my wittle fuzzy babies are such cutie-wooties).
Miss Lis is combatting a brutal case of food poisoning - she will be back with you all shortly...
Happy New Year!
Well, I am home and was finally able to get my lovely new Cannon digital Elph and my computer on speaking terms...here is a picture of the lovely snow we got in Massachusetts. For the dark side of the story, I refer you to Harry's misadventures at The Factoy of Infinite Bliss.
Merry Christmas, kiddies!
Gather round children, and I will tell you the story of my very own personal Christmas miracle. I left my flat this morning at about 11:30 - the bus was right there - as if waiting just for me...it took me to the train where I waited a couple of minutes for the train to take me to the airport...upon my arrival at the airport there was an E-ticket machine just sitting there, waiting for me, I slid my card and it welcomed me politely, and then it asked me if I would prefer an earlier flight..."Why yes, e-ticket machine, that would be lovely" I said. I got my receipt and headed for the terminal, I had half an hour before my flight, but I hadn't considered the whole impending airport security debacle....as it turned out there was NO LINE that's right, 2 days before Christmas and there was NO LINE at airport security...so within 20 minutes of my arrival at the airport, I was on a plane, headed for takeoff....I wouldn't believe it if it hadn't happened to me.
One I arrived in Boston...well....lets not go there...but after all was said and done, I went out for Chinese at Chens in Marlborough with mum and dad, and now I'm a pretty happy camper.
Farewell Joe, you will be missed, congratulations on a life well lived - well done mate.
2:40 Am on Sunday night - awake again. Fortunately all I have to to tomorrow is get my ass on an airplane by 2 - I believe this is do-able. House feels v. empty and lonely tonight, the cats were packed off to Chris and Julie's house so that Stoli may be medicated every day, and they were kind enough to let Napoleon come along so she wouldn't be lonely...but I miss my babies.
It would appear that Jerry Springer is on at this late hour...since fighting on the show got boring, the new thing is audience flashing - how delightful.
Am looking forward to going home and seeing the 'rents...can feel a faintly festive sensation creeping over me...only wish I didn't have to deal with airport nightmare.
Nighty night.
Anyone seen the ads for the Soul Train Xmas special? RE: Arsineo Hall's hair - what the fuck?
Also, regarding the festive Imodeum commercials - I don't think I'm alone in feeling that the image of Santa caught in the chimney with a raging case of the trots is something I'd rather not think about.
As you can probably tell - I'm at home and bored and watching bad TV..
Hi Kids! Well, no blogging for me yesterday, I was fairly busy, and I was in a vile and bitter mood (far worse than my usual snarkiness) , and what with this being the season to be jolly, I didn't want to be harshing anyone's mellow by wingeing on(and on and on) about the general misery of it all...
The good news is, I'm feeling much better today. Today was pay day with bonus, which officially signals the beginning of Xmas Shopping season for me....am not quite in the mood for it yet but am trying desperately to get my festive on.
Last night I saw a friend who I hadn't seen in a very long time. The last time I saw him he was in such dire straits financially, emotionally and spiritually, I truly feared I might never see him again - but he's managed to make things good again, and he actually seems, I dunno - Happy? Anyway, this made me feel good on a couple of levels first and foremost, it's good to see a friend turn it around and be happy, and secondly because no matter how bad and desperate things may seem (and for me they're really not that bad or desperate, I'm just a whiner) your circumstances can turn on a dime....so this was very heartening.
So far the Disney girl hasn't committed any really appalling transgressions, beyond having countless long winded personal phone calls, that 9 times out of 10 these calls involve a brief conversation with a child, which inevitably involves baby talk, which makes me ill...she also talks to herself and her computer a great deal...basically the woman never shuts up.
5 more hours to 9 days of freedom - can I get a woo hoo?
I
DETEST
MY
JOB.
So today I must bid adieu to my lovely temporary cube, with 3 whole walls, and move back downstairs to my new cube, which although not next to bosses office as she wanted, IS right next to a particularly evil co-worker who has a thing for whimsy, and DISNEY SOUNDTRACKS. You think I'm a snarky bitch now, just wait until I've had Hakuna Ma-bloody buggery-tata running through my head for three days straight....one of the main reason I've not had kids (above and beyond that whole "haven't gotten around to forging a meaningful relationship with a nice man and getting married blah blah blah blah...") is so that I don't have to endure singy-dancy-hand-holdy sick making Disney movies - so to be subjected daily to singing jungle animals, and the quavering voices of teapots and various and sundry other inanimate objects, extolling the virtues of being nice to one another and being the *best* you that you can be, and loving your fellow man, well, that's gonna be slightly more than I can stand.
