that ends well

Building a TV stand should not be that hard. Extra frustration points for trying to slide it along the floor, where it slides nicely until the extra bracing leg in the center breaks away because the floor is not level. Fixed by means of mom riding to the rescue with gorilla glue. Damn thing is Where It Goes now, and I am feeling better about the whole business. But I do deserve ice cream.

no, okay, really.

Dear the Writers and/or Cast of Bones:

The word you're looking is interment, okay? Not internment. Look it up if you're not comfortable just trusting me.

signed,
Fox

yay Berlioz.

It's awfully French, but dude, the notes come in an order that makes melodic sense. First time I've seen such a thing this calendar year. It's very refreshing.

Current project at work involves interviewing human subjects; we have six in the can, and today I managed to schedule four more. This is good!, but given that we aim to have 30 by the end of April, I'm going to need some more people to answer their phones.

Did my remedial Yiddish homework for tomorrow, hurrah. Tomorrow counts as Thursday for me, in a way, b/c on proper Thursday I will go to class and then head home to be retrieved by abka and Teammate E and head up for the Women's Challenge. (New Yorkers who may be interested in curling, take note. Ardsley-on-Hudson. This weekend. We'll apparently have tons of free time as it looks like only two games per day max.)

Next weekend: nothing. No travel, no plans. It's going to be marvelous.