SA 12/5 *sigh*
Dec. 5th, 2002 10:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cthulhia
"Women with significant others and/or children sigh more than their solitary sisters... there are more demands to be dealt with... more bending in order not to break."
Fuck You! (Since I'm not supposed to sigh and all, living in my vacuous, undemanding, empty, wretched life. Entirely devoid of real meaning or commitment, which, as we all know so well is only derived through dating and breeding...)
*sigh*
Forgot to do Arisia planning stuff last night. The oil paintings are (wait for it) still at my house. The pysanky got varnished. I decided findings were too permanent in case folks didn't want them as hanging ornaments, instead strung with wire (the obtaining of which obliged me to 8 Minute Abs, not a big surprise, but on one of those Evil Blue Exercise Balls). Having survived the T, the eggs are now set up in a conference room on the 7th floor, assuming something awful hasn't happened while I've been gone.
Last night I went on shopping runs to buy small but sturdy boxen for the eggs, a frame for the artwork I keep claiming I've made for Magid. Now that Q and Fruitbat have both been told that, I should frame it and hand it over already. Some typical Boston driver rear-ended me in Union Square. No visible damage, but, we exchanged info anyway. But, just single, childless me in the car, so, NO WORRIES.
I could not find Bunny Slippers! Homer Simpson head slippers, power puff girls, pigs, but, not the classic New Yorker cartoon or Real Genius bunny slippers. I need Bunny Slippers for Arisia! It is a moral imperative, dammit.
Woke to Warm Pizza for Breakfast, Cold Coke to wash it down. Ah. and confirmation that the landline has been down since last Thursday, but I didn't really know for sure. No one calls me on that number anymore. Except telemarketers, which I didn't miss.
Now back down to man my craft table, furiously sketch out more finalized logos by tonight. I didn't bring the logo work home due to all the other stuff I had to do which also didn't get done. Good thing I don't have any actual office deadlines today, eh?
Alas for my sad empty life!
sigh
Fuck You! (Since I'm not supposed to sigh and all, living in my vacuous, undemanding, empty, wretched life. Entirely devoid of real meaning or commitment, which, as we all know so well is only derived through dating and breeding...)
*sigh*
Forgot to do Arisia planning stuff last night. The oil paintings are (wait for it) still at my house. The pysanky got varnished. I decided findings were too permanent in case folks didn't want them as hanging ornaments, instead strung with wire (the obtaining of which obliged me to 8 Minute Abs, not a big surprise, but on one of those Evil Blue Exercise Balls). Having survived the T, the eggs are now set up in a conference room on the 7th floor, assuming something awful hasn't happened while I've been gone.
Last night I went on shopping runs to buy small but sturdy boxen for the eggs, a frame for the artwork I keep claiming I've made for Magid. Now that Q and Fruitbat have both been told that, I should frame it and hand it over already. Some typical Boston driver rear-ended me in Union Square. No visible damage, but, we exchanged info anyway. But, just single, childless me in the car, so, NO WORRIES.
I could not find Bunny Slippers! Homer Simpson head slippers, power puff girls, pigs, but, not the classic New Yorker cartoon or Real Genius bunny slippers. I need Bunny Slippers for Arisia! It is a moral imperative, dammit.
Woke to Warm Pizza for Breakfast, Cold Coke to wash it down. Ah. and confirmation that the landline has been down since last Thursday, but I didn't really know for sure. No one calls me on that number anymore. Except telemarketers, which I didn't miss.
Now back down to man my craft table, furiously sketch out more finalized logos by tonight. I didn't bring the logo work home due to all the other stuff I had to do which also didn't get done. Good thing I don't have any actual office deadlines today, eh?
Alas for my sad empty life!
sigh
