· Solving the mystery of the shorted paycheck;
· Getting a free limited edition Tristan Eaton silkscreen print on metal;
· Rollos from the Rollo Fairy
· Two new rubber duckies. Now I have a snow ducky, a vampire ducky, a jester ducky, and a ducky holding a heart that says “Be Mine.”
· Temperatures ABOVE freezing! Hallelujah! It’s 39º out there now. HEAT WAVE!
· Finding a free glare-reducing screen for my work computer;
· Heart-shaped chocolates all over the office;
· Only 20 minutes to go! YAY.
My nose is dripping like a drippy thing, my throat and ears hurt, my body feels like a shell of itself, my head alternates between feeling like it’s filled with helium or weighs 300 pounds, my back aches, and THERE IS STILL 90 MINUTES TO GO ‘TIL I CAN BLOW THIS POP STAND.
Time is going very slowly. If only it had gone this slowly when I was in Chicago…
My bed is a-callin’. “Yoo-hoo!!!!” it’s saying. HURRY UP, TIME!
I’d like to review adamselzer‘s book on Amazon or Barnes & Noble, however, I probably will not because the rules for customer reviewers are apparently different from those for “real” reviewers. For example, “real” reviewers can use the words “sex ed” and they can use “profanity” such as “wiseass,” or “smartass” but someone like me cannot.
That is really annoying, not to mention quite the double standard.
Over the past week, I got to watch some Sarah Silverman. Some of her jokes are very funny, but honestly, I think a lot of them are just plain MEAN. It’s one thing to poke fun at races or what not, but there is a difference between poking fun and at insulting, and she borderline insults people. I think that’s her way of really showing how ridiculous stereotypes are… but I can’t tell if she’s playing a role or if she really believes some of the things she says, like this one:
“Everyone knows that the best time to get pregnant is when you’re a black teenager.”
I know I’m ultra sensitive, though, and she’s brash and in-your-face with the slurs and such. While her show is just plain wacky, I’m not sure how I feel about her stand up material. With that said, some of her stuff is hilariously funny. Her joke about Martin Luther King farting in the car while his family is with him, then putting up all the windows and turning on the heat had me laughing for hours after hearing it.
And now I digress.
I found the service plan for my laptop, so I’m going to back up the most important things and then take it in this Wednesday. That’s the plan anyway—provided I’m not still hanging on to this cold that’s currently making me miserable.
Speaking of, it’s lunchtime aka naptime for me. Later!
There is always drama at O’Hare, I swear. This time, the flight had a weight restriction put on it, and they were asking people to give up their seats for a $250 travel voucher, a free overnight hotel stay, free breakfast, and the first flight out tomorrow. I thought about it and figured, why not? I’d get another night in Chicago and some poor soul wouldn’t have to be bumped off the flight. I could get into Columbus about 9am, go straight to work from there (my car was there anyway), and then drive home that evening. So I volunteered. I ended up getting on anyway, so I guess it all worked out. I sure would have liked that travel voucher, though.
I was worried about my car. The weather has been crazy lately, from what I understand. I was worried it’d be buried in caked-on snow and ice, and once I got that out, that it wouldn’t start. But when the cab pulled over to the car, it was pretty much cleaned off. Not sure if my co-workers were nice enough to do it for me, or if the wind just blew that way, but my car was fine. It also started right up! I was so happy and relieved!
So now I’m home, trying to figure out where the mysterious poop smell is coming from (I have a feeling it involves the letters L-U-C-Y) and getting ready to go to bed. Lucy is currently cussing me out and I am starting to get a bugger of a head cold. Blech.
More pictures and trip recap soon.
Night, er… morning. Eep.