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Jun. 6th, 2013 03:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesToday should really be Friday. P&R week always does that to me; having an 11-hour work day on a Tuesday makes the rest of the week ridiculously long. (I completely forgot I was taking Monday off, until I told my boss that I would send a huge batch of emails on Monday and my coworker said "No you won't; you're not here on Monday!" I'm glad somebody is keeping track of these things.) I suppose Thursday is an acceptable day for it to be. It might be an interesting voice lesson tonight, though. And this being the third night in a row that she's going to get her dinner late, I suspect Lily might finally have something to say about it. One meow from her is the equivalent of a five-minute lecture from any other cat.
You know you're tired when you get home and find a package waiting for you, and can't be bothered to open it for two hours. Granted, I already knew what was in it because it was a Zappos box, but it's the principle of the thing. I still have the college-mailroom "I got a package!" mentality, since usually what I get in the mail is bills, or takeout menus from places I've never heard of. So when I can't be bothered to open a package for two hours after I get my hands on it, I'm beat. (But the dress sandals that were in it were precisely what I wanted, and I wore them all day yesterday without getting blisters. Clarks Wendy Land 7.5 W, for future reference.)
I've been drinking too much coffee lately. I can tell, because I'm tired of the flavor.
You know you're tired when you get home and find a package waiting for you, and can't be bothered to open it for two hours. Granted, I already knew what was in it because it was a Zappos box, but it's the principle of the thing. I still have the college-mailroom "I got a package!" mentality, since usually what I get in the mail is bills, or takeout menus from places I've never heard of. So when I can't be bothered to open a package for two hours after I get my hands on it, I'm beat. (But the dress sandals that were in it were precisely what I wanted, and I wore them all day yesterday without getting blisters. Clarks Wendy Land 7.5 W, for future reference.)
I've been drinking too much coffee lately. I can tell, because I'm tired of the flavor.
