Better than me, Mudshark. I’m still at work. It’s 3:30 am here, and I have a doctor’s appointment at 8:00. And I came here by bike, and it’s thunderstorming outside. I could either ride home in the rain, in which case I’d get home in about 30 minutes. If I did that, I’d get home in about 30 minutes, and I’ll have the bike for use later tomorrow (today?) morning, but the ride home will be completely miserable. Or, I could walk home, carrying my umbrella. That would be much more pleasant, but I’d have to walk to my classes and work tomorrow, and it’ll take me about an hour to get home.
My Dad used to say that all the time, “I work in the Department of Redundancy Department.” He works at UPS. I don’t like their new logo. The old one was much nicer.
Well, it’s no dumber than the USPS’s logo. I’ve had very good luck with the USPS, but lousy results from UPS. I’ve also gotten lousy results from the microwave we have here. The stupid thing doesn’t heat evenly. And whoever designed the most non-intuitive, postmodern absurdist controls should be put up against the wall and shot.
Yeah, whatever happened to the microwave with a dial for high and low power, and another one for the time. We had one up until a few years ago when my parents replaced it. They gave the old one to the school, I think.
I don’t have a microwave at my place, but I can’t really say that I mind. I don’t like cooking in them, really. Nor am I particularly happy with my electric stove and oven. I’ve asked my landlady for a gas stove a zillion times, but she keeps refusing.
And speaking of refusing, I refuse to stay here at work any longer. I’m supposed to be making up a bunch of hours (my contract says I’m supposed to work 80 hours a month, and in the past two weeks I’ve only put in around 20.), but I can barely see straight at this point. And I’ve got a pretty full day tomorrow. It’s almost 4 am, and I’ve got an appointment in 4 hours. And it’s gonna take about 30-45 minutes in rush hour traffic to get to where I need to be tomorrow morning.
My lord–how do I get myself into this crap?
Good night, Mudshark and MorkfromOrk. Have fun hijacking each other’s posts.
And, just in case anyone’s interested–the storm seems to have stopped, so I’ll be riding my bike home. Whee!
I am going to need some energy to help a friend move next week. I’m not particularly looking forward to that. I find that helping other people move is just one of the biggest stupidest chores every. Why can’t they just hire movers? Why? Jerks.
We just moved two weeks ago. Today I unpacked all of my CDs and got them organized. It is so nice to have a supply of music again. And a microwave. We hadn’t had a microwave where we were staying before, and that really makes me appriciate having one now.
No, but sometimes when I’m home alone, especially if I had the radio on, I’ll think I hear someone screaming my name, so then I shut of the music and say “what?” and feel like an idiot cos no one’s there…and then I feel scared cos I might be going schizophrenic, which would be terrible. Syd Barrett, my favorite member of Pink Floyd went schizophrenic, and his in a hospital now, and he’s bald. I feel sorry for him.
