When everybody's out to get you, paranoia is just good thinking.
…Dr. Johnny Fever
I'm such a dork. I've been looking for ages for the soundbit of Dr. Johnny Fever changing the music format of WKRP in Cincinnati *giggles*
Quote of the day
Tag: qotd
Joy
I was supposed to have a day off to go to a rock memorabilia auction at Cheffins today. This has not happened and basically set the tone of my day.
The auction has been postponed until August 16th, so I decided to go to work rather than spend a day doing nothing in particular. That's where the badness began. I spent the day chasing gremlins in code I've been working on. Now granted, bugs are a fact of life but I wasn't in the mood to chase them down. It ended up being a quick fix – I'd zigged when I should've zagged – but it took a while to chase down and ended up giving me a headache.
That's when the email conversation from hell started, which really added just that perfect touch to a rotten day. Over a series of emails of increasing hostility, I've been told that I'm cheap, rude, obnoxious and egotistical. That's always nice to hear. I promised that that conversation is over for today, which is probably for the best because I have rather a lot of anger in me right now.
On a completely different note, I love my sweetie.
Quote of the day:
I'm really my daddy's girl.
Why?
Cause I really need to pee but I have to dry these dishes first.
Quote of the day
When asked 'what's wrong?' or 'how was your day?', I will frequently respond with a low and mournful wail of 'ducks', and occasionally a fit of angst-ridden quacking. You know it's been a bad day when I manage to make 'quack quack quack' sound like the gothiest goth poetry that ever gothed a goth. This usage of the word 'ducks' comes from the phrase 'nibbled to death by ducks', signifying a day on which nothing went really wrong, but lots of little things conspired to drive me out of my banana tree. Unnervingly, this is starting to catch on with people who aren't me, thus proving that the English language really needs a word for 'many small but irritating things have conspired to make me want to lay waste to all things, burn the houses of the infidel, and salt the earth behind me to ensure that they will not soon rise to challenge me again'
Taken from The Dictionary of Seanan McGuire
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Pillow talk
Her: I'm craving cheese & mustard sandwiches.
Me: You are so peeing on a stick when we get home. You have all the signs of a pregnant woman. Your back hurts, your ankles are swollen and you have violent mood swings.
Her: you'll find that that's just me, dear.
To which I had to giggle.