Still with the goofing off
Friday, June 20th, 2008 07:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rolanniHonestly, doesn't the woman ever work?
Since our last Thrilling Installment... I did the summer-hours work-thing, started reading a little-known modern-day space opera classic titled Local Custom, went to Staples and spent mon$y on things that will hopefully keep me a little more organized between that job and this one and that other one over there. Man, I loathe those desktop hanging file things. That said, they do work better than piles.
Today in particular was highly energetic. Took Mozart to Fairfield at 8 a.m to see his Good Friend Sue the Groomer, who bestowed upon him his summer shorts. He looks a tad plucked at the moment, but it'll grow back. Ohmyyes, it will.
While Mozart was being groomed, I made the aforementioned trip to Staples, thence to the grocery store, where I discovered that they have moved everything around since the last time I was in -- conservatively, four months ago -- stopped by the town office to pay the yearly fee on Binjali the Ancient Altima, and picked up the mail, which was notable for including notice of two doctor's appointment -- one with an allergist and the other with a gentleman who is going to cut a hole in my head (like I need another one -- and actually, he's going to excise a cyst -- on the day before we leave for Baltimore to do honor to the parental units. Good times.) -- picked Mozart back up from Sue (who reported him a gentleman), came home, ate lunch with Steve and spent the rest of the day trying to recover my office.
I have, just for the record, 'way too much STUFF in my office. What's depressing is how much of it can't be thrown out. However, there is a fair amount that can be got rid of; I'm just going to have to Get Tough and Get it Done.
In other news, a real peach of a thunderstorm missed us by that much, pout. We never get the good weather...
Since our last Thrilling Installment... I did the summer-hours work-thing, started reading a little-known modern-day space opera classic titled Local Custom, went to Staples and spent mon$y on things that will hopefully keep me a little more organized between that job and this one and that other one over there. Man, I loathe those desktop hanging file things. That said, they do work better than piles.
Today in particular was highly energetic. Took Mozart to Fairfield at 8 a.m to see his Good Friend Sue the Groomer, who bestowed upon him his summer shorts. He looks a tad plucked at the moment, but it'll grow back. Ohmyyes, it will.
While Mozart was being groomed, I made the aforementioned trip to Staples, thence to the grocery store, where I discovered that they have moved everything around since the last time I was in -- conservatively, four months ago -- stopped by the town office to pay the yearly fee on Binjali the Ancient Altima, and picked up the mail, which was notable for including notice of two doctor's appointment -- one with an allergist and the other with a gentleman who is going to cut a hole in my head (like I need another one -- and actually, he's going to excise a cyst -- on the day before we leave for Baltimore to do honor to the parental units. Good times.) -- picked Mozart back up from Sue (who reported him a gentleman), came home, ate lunch with Steve and spent the rest of the day trying to recover my office.
I have, just for the record, 'way too much STUFF in my office. What's depressing is how much of it can't be thrown out. However, there is a fair amount that can be got rid of; I'm just going to have to Get Tough and Get it Done.
In other news, a real peach of a thunderstorm missed us by that much, pout. We never get the good weather...
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Date: 2008-06-22 04:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-22 04:15 pm (UTC)Actually, though Michael does a lovely reading -- I can't. Or couldn't, since Custom is now behind me and in a few minutes I start in on Scout's Progress.
I'm reading these for continuity and feel so the sequel to Scout will hit the right notes. It's been a looooonnnnnnggggggg time since these were written -- 1992 and 1993, respectively -- so reading the words, and looking at the structure, and all the rest of that Boring Writer Stuff is necessary.
Local Custom, at least, has held up very well. I'm impressed; though I did catch a (tiny) misstep for the Crystal Books, sigh...