Nov. 26th, 2008

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The record must absolutely show that when I gave [livejournal.com profile] ellen_fremedon the list of people who had contributed for yarn for her Sekrit Birthday Socks, I neglected to mention [livejournal.com profile] meri_oddities, who was therefore of course not included last night in Ellen's post of extreme squee.  This is my fault and not anyone else's, and I know Ellen will correct the squeeage as soon as she sees my flailing note to do so, because Meri should be worshipped right along with those other guys, but I did want to make this note of abject apology.  I'm really very sorry, Meri; the omission, as the Duke of Plaza-Toro says, was not intended as a slight; it was a moment of mental vacancy, and I'm very sorry it turned out to sting you.  :-(
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Proposition: the day before Thanksgiving is the single most useless workday on the calendar in the United States. (I think the Eves are probably right behind it, followed by any day that is normally a federal holiday, followed by the Friday or Monday before or after a long weekend; but the fourth Wednesday in November is just nonsense.) (I guess this hierarchy assumes that Thanksgiving is a two-day holiday, which now that I think about it is a biggish assumption, so okay, the Wednesday and Friday surrounding Thanksgiving are tied. If the tie must be broken, I'm going to say Wednesday has a very slight edge.)

I am at work this morning. Will get some minimal amount of work done; will call the yarn shop, when they open, and ask if it's okay to stop in and wind [mumble] (six) balls before I hit the road; will stop at the post office across the street from them and send College Roommate K the play I got her in New York; will also find an ATM and deposit two of the three checks people have written me recently (not yours, [livejournal.com profile] sanj, no worries); may, depending on the time, stop home and see if UPS has delivered my package which contains a much warmer winter coat than the one I'm wearing, which, given that it's 40 degrees here today, is not such a big deal, except that hi, headed to Cleveland. Sigh. (Lands End said it shipped on Friday and should take 2-3 business days, the lying liars. UPS says it shipped on Monday, so it's hardly surprising it wasn't delivered yesterday.)

Hey, did you guys know today was going to be payday? Awesome.

Here, have my safely-scribbled notes taken on the drive from Minneapolis to Rice Lake two weekends ago: )

Work. Yes. And package tracking. Several hours before the long drive begins.
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I have just been informed that the Boss says it would be good for morale for everyone to work from home for the rest of the day, which, translated, means Get out of here. So off I go to do my couple of errands and then head to my parents' house.

My package-tracking efforts have failed, because I didn't read Lands End's fine print and UPS are a bunch of meanies (did you know that "arrival scan" does not necessarily mean that anything was scanned on arrival anywhere? this is what they call a "logical scan" rather than a "physical scan". the fact that this name is completely illogical did not register with them when i pointed it out). Ah, well.

Happy Thanksgiving. I'm off to Cleveland. Drive safe, everyone.
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No excuse for traffic to still be this bad this far out. Was making decent progress, and am now stuck in fucking Hagerstown.

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