So I get up this morning and I really, really Don Juanna.
Who the hell is Don Juanna anyway? Is she some some slob sitting around in grungy sweats eating Ring Dings?
Maybe she’s wearing a tank top with matching bra straps and jeans with lots of bling and sits around reading fashion magazines while popping her gum.
Or she could be some snooty high brow who’s eyebrows are permanently raised in the :rolleyes: position because she must live among the rest of us ham 'n eggers.
Up–not without protest–and about to debark for work. Or do I mean depart. Whatever. It’s a train, not a ship.
Don Juana seems to be a permanent fixture in this house, at least for the early hours. She tends to go away once I actually arrive at work.
Tis cold here this morning. It’s 40 (F). I like it.
Don Juana definitely came to work with me this morning! I finally feel human again, I guess. This past week was no fun. I was able to get some stuff done on Saturday and Sunday.
I have not kept up with everyone’s doings - what’s happening?
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffieantin’ and surprisingly not as hurty as I felt like I was gonna be. YAY!!!
Puggy I picture Don Juanna and her husband Don Juan as Daisy and Onslow from Keeping Up Appearances.
It’s warm and really humid out this mornin’. It looks like it shall commence rainin’ in a little bit. Guess it’s a good thing I did all that yahd work yesterday then. Today I need to clean da cave which is a good indoor thing even if I Don Juan do it!
Oh, and I have had a revelation re what I’m gonna serve all these people I invitated to lunch next Sunday. I envision red beans and rice, green sallit, rolls and LiLi’s easy cake. Plus, of course, Bloody Mary’s. That should make everybody happy.
Ok, tummy is demandin’ brekkie and I need more caffiene.
Married to the Mob. “Hello Gorgeous” was the name of the salon where Michelle’s character got a job after her husband was “dealt with”; that’s how they answered the phone at the salon. So it was said at least 4 times that I recall.
Well, the lasagna is made and I’m just killing time before I put the salad together and make rice pilaf. No, pilaf and Mexican Lasagna do not go together, but that’s what they wanted, along with teriyaki chicken and they’re paying the bills so…
Woke up in the middle of the night and couldn’t sleep for an hour or so. Fell asleep again and woke up at 9:01. It appears that my body finally figured out that I needed sleep.
As a public servant, I’m having a Don Haveta day. Wooooooot! But I’m sure Don Juanna will be here tomorrow morning, bright and early.
Guess I should get up, find breakfast and see what the day holds.
I am back at work after a four-day weekend and flipping a coin as to whether to get ugly in response to a preachy e-mail from a wet-behind-the-ears account executive or to just blow her off. Right now I’m thinking blow her off cause Don Juanna says don’t waste the energy.
Puggy the best way is to respond to the email point by point in an oh so polite way, pointing out said senders discrepencies, backed up by policy. It’s so much fun. You get to burn 'em yet it does not look like it. Why, yes, I am particularly good at that, why do you ask?
BBBobbio I thought you knew your honeymoon pics were all over the 'net.
ETA: CutiePie hey, as long as they’re payin’ for it, right? Personally, I think Mexican lasagna and rice pilaf sounds like sump’n you’d serve to people you never wanted in your house again.
Hope everyone is well I’ve been trying to catch up. I think I’ll get back to my work, Dope, Everquest routine and things will be much better!
Lots of stuffs going on in my life right now I’ll fill you guys in later but mostly it’s this thing called Myasintha Gravis. (to lazy to check spelling right now) Either way it’s sucking.
