So... It's morning...
Jun. 27th, 2005 09:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
litheraYeah. I'm still worn out.
Big surpise there, huh? The last thing I wanted to do this morning was go to work. I just wanted to sleep some more because I'm so. Damned. Tired.
I got up and going and went to catch the bus. The directions to get to work read like this: "Walk 0.4 miles to Denny and Broadway to catch the 49."
There is a problem with this. This takes me right passed Vivace. For those who aren't from around here or are not coffee drinkers.... Well... Vivace is /good/. I think it is possibly the best in the city. I haven't had coffee everywhere in the city, so I'm can't judge as well as I might be able.
It sort of like the instructions read: "Walk toward Broadway on Denny. Go passed your favorite crack dealer. No, no. You don't need to talk to him. It's cool. Keep on walking." As the woman at the counter said, "You can't go passed. We turned on the tractor beam this morning."
And now they take cards. I can pay with plastic and not cash only.
I'm doomed. But it will be a tasty doom.
Oh. Holly? I used the phrase 'flaming wuss bag' yesterday in your honor. I thought you'd want to know.
Tonight I will go see War of the Worlds. This is potentially very stupid on my part but... well... I want to see it. Weird twitchy paranoid fears be damned.
Tomorrow I will tackle the unpacking beast. I think. Right now I hate boxes and packing and cleaning and... all of it. Some part of me is just surprised that Cody and I didn't try to kill each other and that I didn't just collapse in a heap of gibbering weepiness.
And now.... To work.
Big surpise there, huh? The last thing I wanted to do this morning was go to work. I just wanted to sleep some more because I'm so. Damned. Tired.
I got up and going and went to catch the bus. The directions to get to work read like this: "Walk 0.4 miles to Denny and Broadway to catch the 49."
There is a problem with this. This takes me right passed Vivace. For those who aren't from around here or are not coffee drinkers.... Well... Vivace is /good/. I think it is possibly the best in the city. I haven't had coffee everywhere in the city, so I'm can't judge as well as I might be able.
It sort of like the instructions read: "Walk toward Broadway on Denny. Go passed your favorite crack dealer. No, no. You don't need to talk to him. It's cool. Keep on walking." As the woman at the counter said, "You can't go passed. We turned on the tractor beam this morning."
And now they take cards. I can pay with plastic and not cash only.
I'm doomed. But it will be a tasty doom.
Oh. Holly? I used the phrase 'flaming wuss bag' yesterday in your honor. I thought you'd want to know.
Tonight I will go see War of the Worlds. This is potentially very stupid on my part but... well... I want to see it. Weird twitchy paranoid fears be damned.
Tomorrow I will tackle the unpacking beast. I think. Right now I hate boxes and packing and cleaning and... all of it. Some part of me is just surprised that Cody and I didn't try to kill each other and that I didn't just collapse in a heap of gibbering weepiness.
And now.... To work.
