Or you can come to my house! Actually, I'm expecting UPS today, so maybe you can come to my house either way...
Natter 64: Yes, we still need you
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I want to go to Jesse's house!
Is it weird that I am actually looking forward to going back to work? It helps that this is going to be sort of a boondoogle day--I am going up to SF because the head librarian for the firm will be there, so I have a 20 minute meeting with her, then we get to go out to lunch at a really good restaurant (the Slanted door), then I get to meet JZ and megan walker for drinks after work.
Heh. You know, I really might indeed be on that very delivery run! I'll check through the packages to be sure. I know the driver has Newbury Street... so I should be close, anyway!
That would be kind of hilarious! Good luck with the interview!
Unsalted butter- it is way better for cooking, IMHO. It's just as easily available in stores around here as salted butter.
I grew up with salted butter but converted to unsalted when I joined forces with Tom.
When we actually put something on a piece of bread or bagel or whatnot, we use the buttery spread which has a nice flavor to it, I assume it's lightly salted.
Too bad UPS typically won't actually come up to my apartment... and actually, I think UPS is usually a guy. I have gotten more stuff mail order in the past month than I did in years in my old place. Being at home makes it much more appealling!
My boss just came in to ask why on earth I was in at 8 am.
I'm tarnishing my reputation. Or setting up unreasonable expectations.
Ok, they know me better than that....
unreasonable expectations
Spin it.
"Why on Earth are you in at 8 a.m.?"
"Jetlag. I just got back from California."
"Oh."
"Yeah, if you ever really need me to come in early on a Monday, you're going to have to give me an all-expenses-paid four-day weekend on the West Coast first."
Noah and I are dancing with Jack Black on the TV this morning. Granted, I'm dressed and he's in his underpants and a tshirt. I have zero desire to start my day.
I rode my bike to work today - it was 32F out. I froze my hands, and I otherwise managed to avoid getting all sweaty. But the 3 1/2 mile ride got me all tired out, which is weird as I rode 20 miles on Saturday without a problem.