brief reports
Dec. 5th, 2003 11:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rmSnow, snow snow snow snow.
Must go into work now.
With a hefty post office stop first. (Dread. Woe. -- post office of the damned).
Raha called me, which was so weird, because I always pretend to know who people are on the phone even when it takes me a few minutes to figure it out, so I was doing one of my "right, yeah, OH!" things, which makes me seem like an ass, but there you are. You'd think the British accent _might_ give it away (not in my world). There is actually a woman by the same real name I deal with in my professional world with a voice of a similar pitch, hence my confusion. Well and the general brain deathness. Bwah! Hi!
Preparing frantically for Texas -- have bought food for the ride each way (lots of non perishables incuding single serve apple sauce, vacuum sealed packages of perperoni, poptarts, tuna lunch kits, etc). It was the most gruesome and embarassing shopping trip of my life.
I'm cooking Christmas eve dinner for my familly this year because my mother has to work until 7.
Mom, btw, is driving me insane. Calling me with odd worry requests and explaining that she just worries and me slowly slowly trying to drill into her head that it's not something I want to participate in with her -- I do it enough on my own.
My hair is desperately trying to immitate Hugh Grant's at the moment because I was a fool and slept on it wet.
That is all. And quite frankly, it's enough.
Must go into work now.
With a hefty post office stop first. (Dread. Woe. -- post office of the damned).
Raha called me, which was so weird, because I always pretend to know who people are on the phone even when it takes me a few minutes to figure it out, so I was doing one of my "right, yeah, OH!" things, which makes me seem like an ass, but there you are. You'd think the British accent _might_ give it away (not in my world). There is actually a woman by the same real name I deal with in my professional world with a voice of a similar pitch, hence my confusion. Well and the general brain deathness. Bwah! Hi!
Preparing frantically for Texas -- have bought food for the ride each way (lots of non perishables incuding single serve apple sauce, vacuum sealed packages of perperoni, poptarts, tuna lunch kits, etc). It was the most gruesome and embarassing shopping trip of my life.
I'm cooking Christmas eve dinner for my familly this year because my mother has to work until 7.
Mom, btw, is driving me insane. Calling me with odd worry requests and explaining that she just worries and me slowly slowly trying to drill into her head that it's not something I want to participate in with her -- I do it enough on my own.
My hair is desperately trying to immitate Hugh Grant's at the moment because I was a fool and slept on it wet.
That is all. And quite frankly, it's enough.
