random updates of no great importance
Sep. 14th, 2007 09:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The Mongolian Death Cold is going around at work, to the point where one of the people who had it stayed in her office on Tuesday and conducted a meeting by speakerphone into my office, where the rest of the people who were supposed to be meeting with her had congregated. (I had volunteered my office, and went to lunch since it wasn't a meeting I was involved in.) I'm debating whether, if I get the Mongolian Death Cold, I should put a sign on my office door designating it as a plague pit.
This week has been something of a trial, although yesterday was better than Wednesday. I don't want to bite anybody any more. (I am, however, debating exactly how nasty I want to be about the security deposit, which I still haven't got. On Monday it will be 30 calendar days since I moved. I'm debating whether I want to include a photocopy of the signed lease, with the relevant section highlighted, or whether I should save that for a second letter if the first one doesn't produce a check within a week. I'm also debating whether I really want to go to small claims court if it comes to that. It would be a tremendous pain in the neck, based on what I've been reading.)
Lily has abandoned the curio cabinet, and figured out that food and cat toys come from me. If I have food, she'll stick her head in it as soon as I put it down, or eat it from my hand if I stop moving and stay that way. Otherwise there's an invisible force field two feet from whatever piece of me is closest to her. She'll eat and wash and roll around on her back waving all four feet in the air in my presence, as long as she's two feet away. Not bad for a cat who wouldn't come out of the back of the closet less than two weeks ago.
I think I want to go out for dinner tonight, but I don't have a clue what I feel like having for dinner.
This week has been something of a trial, although yesterday was better than Wednesday. I don't want to bite anybody any more. (I am, however, debating exactly how nasty I want to be about the security deposit, which I still haven't got. On Monday it will be 30 calendar days since I moved. I'm debating whether I want to include a photocopy of the signed lease, with the relevant section highlighted, or whether I should save that for a second letter if the first one doesn't produce a check within a week. I'm also debating whether I really want to go to small claims court if it comes to that. It would be a tremendous pain in the neck, based on what I've been reading.)
Lily has abandoned the curio cabinet, and figured out that food and cat toys come from me. If I have food, she'll stick her head in it as soon as I put it down, or eat it from my hand if I stop moving and stay that way. Otherwise there's an invisible force field two feet from whatever piece of me is closest to her. She'll eat and wash and roll around on her back waving all four feet in the air in my presence, as long as she's two feet away. Not bad for a cat who wouldn't come out of the back of the closet less than two weeks ago.
I think I want to go out for dinner tonight, but I don't have a clue what I feel like having for dinner.