A miniature version of the plague hit my house sometime between when I went to sleep on Sunday night and when I woke up on Monday morning, but we’re going to talk about a happier time. A time when the villagers were frolicking in the sun and all anyone could think about was puppies. A…
Category: Misc.
Musical Roulette
My iPod has decided to make my life a smidge more exciting. The screen is solid black. For a while, I assumed that meant death of the music. Turns out it just means death of control over the music–in this case, no access to the menu and thus constant shuffle. I could get a new…
Meeting the Neighbors
Morning dog walks are usually the time that I use to wake up. I stumble out of bed, throw on something semi-decent, and let Peanut drag me out the door for a quick jaunt around the neighborhood. I eventually find myself awake and ready to face the day. It’s a happy routine. The “something semi-decent”…
Things That Don’t Deserve an Entire Post
1. Peanut and I had some mutually irritated moments this morning, but all’s well that ends well. He tried to wake me up by walking on my back at 6:30, then again around 7. After a few exasperated sighs when I didn’t budge, he decided that starting his morning nap half an hour early wouldn’t…
Starbucks Cloaking Device
I’ve decided that I have a Starbucks-triggered personal cloaking device. It’s the only logical explanation. I thought it was a coincidence for a while. I go to Starbucks, order a drink, and wait patiently by the spot where you’re supposed to wait patiently. Maybe I’m too patient, because about one in every three visits, they…
Self-control, where art thou?
There’s this wonderful thing in the lobby of my workplace. It dispenses tasty food with the touch of a button (and some cash), and that food has the power to make me happy 5 seconds to 5 minutes after it goes into my mouth (depending on whether I needed a psychological boost or a blood…
Quote du Jour
I talked to my high school BFF last night, and this conversational gem came out of her mouth: “If you could combine Mr. Darcy and Batman… [long pause] oh, he’d be the perfect man!” There was a logical, grown-up conversation that led to that sentence, it’s just much more fun out of context. I love…
Small, but valuable. 