Mostly harmless (corto) wrote,
Mostly harmless
corto

Thursday, November 30



(somebody's committed to making me sneeze this morning. ... and I count three chins... quick call GQ)

Hello! November 30?

K, so I've been up for thee hours. So far, I've had a "misty morning", "brilliant sunshine", "gray skies", "hail", "driving rain", and ... now we're waiting for locust I guess.

There is something altogether calming about being able to see trees and a distant horizon when you look out your window. It
wearing
~ stuff I slept in... showers coming up...
~ grabbed jeans and a red fuzzy.
planning
~ dress 'em, feed 'em, and zoom one of them to school...
~ quick trip to a "lab" to have geo stuck with a needle and bleed into wee viles. Boy he sure loved that.... :(
~ home again, after geo gets dropped at school, and groceries get dropped in my trunk. (Perimeter Groceries - PG - so it's all 'good food'.. hence... no junk in my trunk!)
~ a day of creating, editing and interpreting my bosses red pen.
~ try to do some christmas light stuff ... ghastly long story about why it's not done now, but such are the slings and arrows of making-up-ones-mind. :)
~ tonight... survivor night and moving the freezer (in anticipation of cutting a new door downstairs)
wishing
~ that joei gets up from that slump and gets a whole lot of something to appreciate. :)
~ for krazyleesa to lose that head-boomer...
~ and that darkbay ... and her broken ankle... discover the joys of isometric exercises. :)

Birthday moment...
Happy Birthday little'bee.... (cloverbee) May the day bring you wee smiles and the year keep you in a spirit of wide wonder. :)

///
Damn russians are at it again... looks like Puten arranged to have one of the Wiggles take'en out.
They'll be testing for radiation poisoning.
oh the humanity.

//
Let me get this straight...
Because Oprah, (her royal highness), had an affair with a married man ages ago, she figures the hen hanging off her left shirt-tail (Gail? Is it gail?) must must must leave her husband pronto because he confessed an indiscretion? Now I don't know any of the gory... maybe he's been the bang-bang king at all night midget orgies... I dunno... but I do know that if Oprah tells one of her lackies to "bark-like-a-dog... a big dog" they'll be howling in the ready-rooms. Clearly, her personal experience at being a home wrecker makes her the go-to-girl on how to save a marriage.

/
** Purrrcy rant ** aka "WWPS"
You wimp!! Typical human. You spend all night staring at the little arrow... clearly terrified of ever making a play for it... and yet when I come up, assess the danger, and take decisive action... you freak out. I think the phrase is "unceremoniously turfed from your desk" applies here... just because I have the courage actually approach the big bright flat thing, and to grab at the little demon! You are a slave to it's mezmer white boy. Either grow a claw... get yourself some back bone, or leave off with the interference when I go for it! The little arrow must die... DIE, I TELL YOU!


k... time to be worker boy... enjoy'en the view. :)
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