|10:33 am - Grrr|
Laundry soap is apparently like milk. People feel like it's acceptable to put it on the shelf with 2 drops in it and not inform their housemates that it's nearly empty.
I'm a wimp. Tivo is trying to upsell me something, but that's how I got into this situation in the first place. No. Tom says cancel, and I'm going to. Will not be upsold! *HOLDS THE LINE FIRMLY* But it's pathetic that the only way I could do it was to repeat Tom's words in my head. I need desperately to grow a spine.
Parties on Sunday were fun. Betsy was well pleased with her mint julep mix. I win! I think Bailey was pleased by or Rob or Ros too. I know I'm well pleased with Martha's lariat. It's so cute and pink! and green!
I'm on hellahold. Good grief. Finally. Cancelled the upstairs TiVo sub for the unit that's been broken for ages.
For a project that had no doc impact, I'm doing a lot of doc work.
Going into the city today for a migraine study prequal. I expect I won't qualify. That will be okay. ("I thought that was an exercise in rejection?" "No, Jane. that was rejection")
I think I'd be remiss if I didn't mention Jon Lester's no hitter. He gave up 2 walks. A year ago, he was under chemotherapy. Look what we can do.
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