July 30th, 2001

nanowrimo 2010

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Having a bad day

I made coffee this morning at work. Two pots. Three actually but we won't talk about the one I spilled. cleaning when the floor is not really visible to you is a futile exercise. Another incredibly petty victory to my credit. Who knows? Perhaps today is the day I get more food in my mouth than on my shirt.

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nanowrimo 2010

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The morning is not going well. My nemesis, the coffeepot, has struck again. Trustingly I reached for it and tried to pour a cup of coffee. Purely to spite me it regurgitated scalding coffee all over my fingers. I must plot my revenge.
nanowrimo 2010

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Appliances are trying to kill me.

OK, I accept it. This is a Twilight Zone episode. All the appliances in the world are alive and trying to kill me. Even inanimate objects without moving parts seem hostile. (The walls went for me a while ago.) I'm expecting to hear "Get out of here, Finchley!" from the computer any minute now.

Sheesh! … to put it succinctly.

nanowrimo 2010

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On the upswing.

Lunch was successful. I followed Cherie to Zesto (it's amazingly easier to navigate that hill when watching where someone else walks). I ate without spilling more than a modicum on my shirt. Note to self: stop ordering things that get dipped in other things... nachos and cheese are OUT!