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Dec. 20th, 2006 11:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideVacation needs to start already, dammit! This week has been so confusing. I'm so mentally checked out. But there are these pesky deadlines! So I have to focus. But don't wanna!
Life is pretty damn good right now. The house is clean, there's a roaring fire, and a purring kitty by my side. And tomorrow? Last day of school! I mean work. Whatever.
Work, except for those silly deadlines, has been fairly hilarious. Because no one wants to work.
Pete got me the most fabulous book --it's called Wicked: The Grimmerie. And it's freaking beautiful. I want to read it cover to cover. (It's a gorgeous detailed book on the production of the Broadway musical.)
Tonight was our department's holiday thing. It was at Tallarico's in the land of Far, Far Away. (Also known as West Seattle.) I like West Seattle, but it feels like another planet. Both Jeff and I are utterly discombobulated by it. So I drove, and he had to navigate. And somehow, we made it there in decent time and didn't get lost. We have a pretty great department, and so we all packed into booths and I got drunk after three sips of my incredibly potent beverage (hilariously titled "Dirty Girl Lemonade"). Jeff took one sip and turned and told me that I was so not allowed to finish it. I forgot that my stomach was empty and kept sipping away and then I realized that I was sky-high. I managed to not pass out or drool and appetizers were ordered, and then pizza.
And then, afterwards, I dragged Jeff back to my lair because I actually couldn't handle it anymore and needed him to open his main Christmas present. I got him a nice coat from J. Crew, because he really needed one. He has some casual jackets, but needed a more dressy one. He looked gorgeous in it, and apparently had been eyeing that same jacket the previous week but wasn't willing to buy another jacket. So that was very, very exciting. I also got to show him my new shiny, saucier from Sarah and he was as impressed with it as I am, because it is really, really damn nice.
Back home. Again, glorious roaring fire. Very content kitty. And very content me.
Friday is going to be lovely. I'm getting my hair cut and then I'm going to get a pedicure. And then, I'm going to swan around for two weeks doing whatever the fuck I want.
Life? She's a-good.
Life is pretty damn good right now. The house is clean, there's a roaring fire, and a purring kitty by my side. And tomorrow? Last day of school! I mean work. Whatever.
Work, except for those silly deadlines, has been fairly hilarious. Because no one wants to work.
Pete got me the most fabulous book --it's called Wicked: The Grimmerie. And it's freaking beautiful. I want to read it cover to cover. (It's a gorgeous detailed book on the production of the Broadway musical.)
Tonight was our department's holiday thing. It was at Tallarico's in the land of Far, Far Away. (Also known as West Seattle.) I like West Seattle, but it feels like another planet. Both Jeff and I are utterly discombobulated by it. So I drove, and he had to navigate. And somehow, we made it there in decent time and didn't get lost. We have a pretty great department, and so we all packed into booths and I got drunk after three sips of my incredibly potent beverage (hilariously titled "Dirty Girl Lemonade"). Jeff took one sip and turned and told me that I was so not allowed to finish it. I forgot that my stomach was empty and kept sipping away and then I realized that I was sky-high. I managed to not pass out or drool and appetizers were ordered, and then pizza.
And then, afterwards, I dragged Jeff back to my lair because I actually couldn't handle it anymore and needed him to open his main Christmas present. I got him a nice coat from J. Crew, because he really needed one. He has some casual jackets, but needed a more dressy one. He looked gorgeous in it, and apparently had been eyeing that same jacket the previous week but wasn't willing to buy another jacket. So that was very, very exciting. I also got to show him my new shiny, saucier from Sarah and he was as impressed with it as I am, because it is really, really damn nice.
Back home. Again, glorious roaring fire. Very content kitty. And very content me.
Friday is going to be lovely. I'm getting my hair cut and then I'm going to get a pedicure. And then, I'm going to swan around for two weeks doing whatever the fuck I want.
Life? She's a-good.
