|The Cats Away and the Mice Will Play
||[Feb. 22nd, 2005|07:31 pm]
My boss is out this week. Thank god. I always feel like she is breathing down my neck, watching my every move, waiting to pounce and go for my jugular when the time is right. I think that might be paranoia resulting from holding the phone between my shoulder and my ear, but regardless of the cause, I'm glad she's gone. |
Kendall Jackson Syrah is GOOD. Yum. Will that suffice to explain my typos?
I'm catching up on Lost tonight at Marc's house. Why can't I ever remember if it's a K or C? Anyhow, Nick decided Lost was much too fanciful for him, but go figure, he really like desperate housewives, which I find much too petty. Not that he has time for that either because if he's not at work or the gym he's playing WOW. Do you think I can hack in and kill his mount? No, that wouldn't be nice. I helped pick her out, anyway. Plus, she has a name. It would be like killing that tiny spider in the bathroom that I named Leggy. :(
Oh shit, I just remembered that I'm supposed to be finishing my clue so we can play test it tomorrow. Fooey. I guess I'll do it at work tomorrow. =P