I don't want to tell you how many portfolios I reviewed today. Just know that I set my muscular buttocks on this chair at 7:00 am and have been working pretty continually since then. And I have almost as much to do tomorrow. But then I am done, done I say!
Lots of fun stuff the past few days. Monday I did a little work, but the afternoon saw the return of Neds to the scene, an event which was met with all the flutter of Darcy's return to Hertfordshire. Mighty Mel came down from the hills to get "bloodless surgery" (aka visceral manipulation) from Otis. Shortly before we four would have eaten ALL the Spicy Thai potato chips, we were joined by Dingo Donut and Johnbai, ostensibly for a movie spectration. Instead, we would up playing an Alpha version of Jonbai's Apples 2 Apples
Yesterday, after I did a little work, Neds came up and we ran errands (including picking up my replacement kilt) (which I thought I had posted about and was going to link to but apparently didn't so can't) and then met Otis for dinner and more conversation.
Which brings me back to why I was at this desk all day today doing a lot of work, with only a break to take Soapy to the airport.
8 comments:
You forgot to mention that today is the Winter Solstice! And, boy was it dark. Bring on the light, baby!
Court
Your muscular buttocks was not a visual any of us needed!
I've been spreading the word of the joys of visceral massage, which reminds me - I must add it to my list of nouns for Johnbai....wait, I must check with Neds to see if she would accept it as a noun and if I need to capitalize it or not.
Where did Soapy go?
I thought you did talk about your replacement kilt on the Blog, at least I heard about it one way or another.
Did you notice the extra 5 minutes of light we had this morning?
2nd try at this:
Click here to play along in the great word hunt.
Mel, I decided "visceral massage" made a good adjective and noun rather than a single phrase.
Mel,
How do your organs feel?
If anyone else wants to experience visceral massage, let me know!
Court
My organs feel great! It feels like everything has more room, or kind of a floaty feeling...hard to put in words really.
Wonder what the deleted response was?
Wow, um, yeah, I sure noticed how, uh... light it was today, compared to yesterday...
"My muscular buttocks" is quote from Serenity.
Soapy went to Mary-land.
The deleted response was Johnbai messing up.
WV = ichbpl. Why does that sound to me like it should be a word?
Walter would like you to believe I went to Maryland. In actuality he drove me to a Renton warehouse, after passing me a glass of milk with roofies in it and tossing me out of the car.
So I'm chained to a heavy table somewhere in a warehouse. I think I'm on some sub-level. There are no windows here. All day long these armed guards in utilikilts keep bringing me bundles of snapped twigs and branches. My job is to tape them back together with scotch tape. In exchange for the taping I get a bowl of bamboo shoots in gravel-oatmeal at the end of the day.
Today I kind of lost it and screamed at the guard. "Why don't you just go outside and get some new branches? Why do I have to, listen, why do I have to keep taping these things back together? Look at this, I taped this one yesterday! I taped all of these yester-- these are the same branches from YESTERDAY!! They don't go back to growing just because you tape them back together, dingbat!! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?? BRING ME SOME NEW F****** BRANCHES THIS IS A WASTE OF HUMAN RESOURCES SAVORY HIGHWAY SPLITS THROUGH PANELING AND I WILL EAT THIS BRANCH RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU!!"
The guard was like, "This is your home now. You should try to enjoy your work since you can't seem to saw through your leg to get out of here."
He's letting me use his laptop to post to a few blogs, then it's back to my twig-taping duties. If I can bring myself to saw through my leg I look forward to the New Year's Eve movie marathon.
So yeah, that's the last time I take a glass of 2% from a guy wearing a utilikilt. :)
Twiggy I mean Soapy
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