It's finally raining.
Today is an absolutely gorgeous rainy day. The kind of day you wish you could spend in your PJs watching Labyrinth while sipping hot tea. But alas, it is Tuesday, and I am back at work. I may yet have time for a nice soak in the tub later this evening while I dye my hair. Really, I should clean my room, as my carpet has developed random muddy-looking smears, but some days, you just gotta be lazy.
In honesty, though, it's time to move on to greener pastures, job-wise. I'm stagnating. There's only so many times I can write memos about Bill X still not being paid, and that's kind of a waste of my energy. Dixie told me that there's a new Starbucks opening on Reisterstown Road, and I think it's a little sad that my first instinct was, 'sure, it'll pay less, but at least it'll be fun!' I just hadn't wanted to switch jobs before moving again, but every week just seems to drag on a bit more futilely. Oy.
On a lighter note, Skyler and I were talking about Steve Irwin's death last night. Mind you, this is a man who has gone on record to say that he hopes his death was on tape, and that he would bear no ill-will towards the animal that caused it. I think he'd have a certain odd sense of humor about death-by-stingray. So, I'm now picturing Steve Irwin's exploits in the afterlife. Join our intrepid hero, Steve Irwin, his faithful companion, Bindi, and Lila the Dodo bird as they wrestle the extinct creatures of yesteryear! Witness a touching reunion between Steve and his dearly departed favorite crocodile, Mary! And just think-- Steve Irwin vs. The Great Kracken. Steve Irwin vs. The Wooley Mammoth. Steve Irwin vs. T. Rex! No mortal coil, no holds barred.
Heh. Witness humor as a coping mechanism.
As for me-- yay, more accounts payables to double check while I wait for my boss to call me back about setting up a meeting. He's only in for about 5 hours each workweek, which makes clear communication nigh impossible. Meh. At least there's coffee.
In honesty, though, it's time to move on to greener pastures, job-wise. I'm stagnating. There's only so many times I can write memos about Bill X still not being paid, and that's kind of a waste of my energy. Dixie told me that there's a new Starbucks opening on Reisterstown Road, and I think it's a little sad that my first instinct was, 'sure, it'll pay less, but at least it'll be fun!' I just hadn't wanted to switch jobs before moving again, but every week just seems to drag on a bit more futilely. Oy.
On a lighter note, Skyler and I were talking about Steve Irwin's death last night. Mind you, this is a man who has gone on record to say that he hopes his death was on tape, and that he would bear no ill-will towards the animal that caused it. I think he'd have a certain odd sense of humor about death-by-stingray. So, I'm now picturing Steve Irwin's exploits in the afterlife. Join our intrepid hero, Steve Irwin, his faithful companion, Bindi, and Lila the Dodo bird as they wrestle the extinct creatures of yesteryear! Witness a touching reunion between Steve and his dearly departed favorite crocodile, Mary! And just think-- Steve Irwin vs. The Great Kracken. Steve Irwin vs. The Wooley Mammoth. Steve Irwin vs. T. Rex! No mortal coil, no holds barred.
Heh. Witness humor as a coping mechanism.
As for me-- yay, more accounts payables to double check while I wait for my boss to call me back about setting up a meeting. He's only in for about 5 hours each workweek, which makes clear communication nigh impossible. Meh. At least there's coffee.