lisah, she is. And I really like her composure. When asked ridic shit, she's all calm with maybe a raised eyebrow, but I imagine OREALLY? popping up above her head.
'Serenity'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I know the mayors of both towns here, and a town councilperson on each.
An emailed thanks from you director at 10:30 pm is worthy of a response, yes? But not letting on you checked email at 12:30. OK, tomorrow. I fixed a hole they caused, on off hours, I want my kudos. But I also want to appear gracious.
Sheeeeeeeeeeeit.
Heh.
I blundered. Replied to director that I was relieved I did emergency telecommute and was able to fix the issue postehaste, off hours. Hope that makes me someone to watch in a good way.
Well blast. At 9pm, I was exhausted and ready to sleep. Two hours later I'm wide awake. The Sandman is being tricksy.
I had a Mexican Hot Chocolate (in DC it happens) It was made with corn milk (pretty sure that is Masa diluted with hot water), dark chocolate, cinnamon, allspice. I'm pretty sure the sweetener was brown sugar. Very good. A quick google of those ingredients says that is Champurrado - makes sense cause Oaxacan food.
I am awake for no reason, the snow is still out there, and my county is saying neighborhoods won't see a snow plow until Tuesday. (Primary roads today, secondary roads tomorrow, little neighborhood streets Tuesday. We're on a ambulance route, so we've already seen snowplows, but none of the side streets have.)
I dread digging out the driveway today. And I haven't looked at the airports, yet. DH is supposed to fly to Austria tomorrow.
I do have plenty of coffee, chocolate and diapers.
My apartment faces the back of the building, which means I need to get dressed to check whether the plows have come by. Maybe later.
Oops. They lost a patient. There's a couple out here in the waiting room freaking out because their friend wandered out of his ER room. The guards are looking for him, kinda. They don't much care. If the guy doesn't want to get stitched up, it's not their issue. The friends have already wandered the streets looking for him, and now they're just losing it.