don't take the lord's name in vain, goddammit

[dragonlady7]

Having been gone the whole day, I see I wasn't missed. :D

Awoken 7:30 by phone ringing. "Can you come in and open All-Stars today?" *grmmble* "Why not?"
So I catch the bus at 8:00 and get in and blink blearily at the schedule, wondering who'd called in.

Nobody.

They hadn't scheduled anyone at all. I saw Schedule Manager a bit later and asked him, and he sheepishly (for him) admitted that he'd sort of forgotten to put anyone on.
??!

Anyhow. So. I'm sort of glad to have missed today's shitty hot humidity. I don't know that I'd've gotten much electrical rewiring done. But I think this means I'm not suspended for Friday, which, dammit, means I don't have as much time off as I'd thought. So much for this week's unexpected surprise vacation-at-home.

The car is in the shop today and I am sad because I want ice cream. Bummer.
I do have the ingredients to make some myself, though, so I suppose I should stop whining.

Dave didn't water my pansies or nasturtiums today, and so the pansies were wilted. I hope the nasturtiums (which I only planted the seeds for yesterday) didn't decide to curl up and die and not sprout after all. I won't know for another week.

Batty neighbor-lady gave us some chives in a pot. Er, we have chives. And then, more chives. And... Yes, we have some chives. But oh well. Nice of her. Probably feeling bad for going batty on me and bitching about me throwing... dirt... behind my garage. ("It'll attract animals!" "... It's dirt.")

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[tehta.livejournal.com]

I need Elf porn! I currently have man-trouble, hence I need Elf porn!

It makes sense, trust me.

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

Man trouble, hence Elf porn?

Sounds dire.

Well, you can blame my failure to finish thusfar on Scheduling Manager being a twit. It's progressing. But it'll probably be past your bedtime, young lady! before I finish. Still and all, I'll definitely finish soon. So there.

My sympathy on the man troubles. They are, in general, among the worst sort of troubles.

[tehta.livejournal.com]

Oh, it's not that bad, really. I might tell you about it over e-mail. (As you know, I don't write about such things on LJ.)

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

Sure! I feel better knowing they're not bad Man Troubles.

I always feel a bit silly when I consider how many of my friends are so carefully circumspect about LJ, and there I am with TMI for the world to read. But I'm kind of like that, so... No point in trying to pretend otherwise. i've tried and it just doesn't last.

[tehta.livejournal.com]

Well, Dave reads your LJ and is presumably fine with it. Few of my friends know I have one, so it'd be a bit unfair to mention them much, I feel.

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

> is presumably fine with it

It's more that it predates him, I think. Next month is my fourth blogiversary, and also my third Daveiversary. He kinda was warned. I think I blogged him before I even met him. So if he minds, he sort of knows where to go. I do try to be respectful, in that if I post rants they're almost always public. Only the ones I know are unjustifiedly snarky are ever locked, because I know it's just me blowing off steam and there's little point to having him read it. (I think I've only ever done that a handful of times, such as like the day before yesterday oh GAWD with the dishes again.) I suppose it's sad that that's often the only way we talk out our issues...
But then, we do most of our constructive arguing via e-mail anyway. Or IM. Even when we're in the same room or indeed sitting side by side.

I give up on not sounding crazie. XD

[tehta.livejournal.com]

I don't think that sounds crazy. It's easier to say what one means in writing.

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

Good. Everyone else is like, "that's crazy!" I'm like, "I'm incompetent at extemporaneous speaking." I really don't see how most humans survive without conducting all their daily business in writing. Stuff comes out of my mouth, I don't know from where. Urgh. I need at least a second to check it for errors before I hit 'send'.

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

There, I finished it. And just before theoretical bedtime! Well, mine anyway.

[tehta.livejournal.com]

Sadly, I was on a bus to New York. But I love it love it love it to the point of dying of jealousy. More in the actual entry.