19 June
I'm on edge.
That is a pun that no-one will get, but it made me laugh.
I spent all day undoing six months of mistakes on something that was badly explained to me back in January, and I'm ovulating (again?) so I'm spending all my time gritting my teeth and taking deep breaths. And cutting off my nose to spite my face.
I got a rather annoyed letter from someone who has been in the Open Pages queue for a month, and it took all of my strength to write merely a terse reply, saying that I would add him this weekend when I did my OP stuff, then thought that I might as well do a bit right then, adding sites, but I would be seen dead before I added him--he could wait until Sunday for all I cared. Late Sunday.
I'm just spiteful that way.
Then, as I was adding sites, he wrote me again, a very sweet and genuine thanks for my prompt reply. And I felt so guilty that I added him right that second.
I may be spiteful, but I get over it quickly when petted nicely!
After work I stopped at the supermarket on the way to the van, since there wasn't a smitch of cat food in the house and them bad kitties would have snacked on my eyeballs if I didn't bring them some 9 Lives. Not to mention Cat Chow.
While I was there I picked up 11 jumbo shrimp for $11 (I knew that would cheer me up!) and a couple of other things, then went to the check out line to, um, check out. There were two cashiers open, one for 12 items or less, but since I had 15 items I went to the other line. There was only one guy there. Sounds okay so far, I know, but it gets ugly. This one guy had two carts piled high with goods, and was ever so slowly...Putting. Them. On. The. Belt.
Then, after unloading about 1/7 of his groceries, he stopped, and I realized in horror that he was planning on paying in stages. And that I would grow old and die in that line. A woman got into line behind me and I told her that I was planning on killing myself momentarily, so she might get to the front before the sun came up.
They finally opened another line, and we sprinted over. She said "I was afraid that I would spend longer in that line than I did in picking out the items!" and I said "I was afraid that I'd spend longer in line than I did at work today!"
Then, when I got to the van they had one of the pissant little vans that they were trying to coax one more person into. There was a queue about thirty people long who kept shaking their heads stubbornly as the van guys kept calling out "One more! One more!"
Everyone loathes those little vans, I don't know why they are suddenly back. I hadn't seen them in like two years, and then about a month ago they were back.
Then, when we were getting into the acceptable van, this woman got in line and said "Bergen Line?" and a guy said "No, this is Boulevard East" and she said "No, Bergen Line? I need Bergen Line!" and the guy said "This is the van for Boulevard East, Bergen Line is in the next parking lot down." and she said "No, I want Bergen Line! I don't care about Boulevard East!"
Then I hit her in the head with a can of cat food and she shut up.
Well, I wanted to...
Got home last night and watched one of the greatest movies ever made, All the President's Men. And if any of you young whipper-snappers out there haven't watched this film because who wants to see a movie about Nixon, you're really missing out!
This isn't a boring old political movie, this is a great mystery movie.
"When is someone gonna go on the record in this goddamn story!"
One year ago today:
O baby, o baby, o baby...
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