Only time I've done audiobooks has been on long driving trips.

Dear campus security guard:

Even though you are clearly wearing security clothes, approaching women as they go to their cars in a darkish parking garage and standing too close as you ask them if they lost an earring, THEN holding up the earring? Is fucking creepy, Mr. Creepster. I actually was holding my bag and keys ready to throw the former at your head and claw you with the latter, especially after you made a beeline for me after the other woman bolted into the car and locked her doors.

Jesus. I need to call the security office and let them know this is not on.

And while I'm lettering,

Dear Loki-

Really? Shredding a book to cover the uneaten food? And dumping the food all over the carpet? Then knocking shit off the top kitchen shelf while mauling the bisquick box? While my hands are coated in cookie goo? NOT ON, Little Man, NOT ON.

Yeah, definitely. Creepsters can buy security clothes. The behavior needs to show the professionalism, not the clothes.

And I find it lolarious, but it turns out Brian Setzer Orchestra is what got them going. Silly little'uns. Dance! Now's the time to make a fool of yourself dancing! It's so much fun!

Exactly, Liese.

You know what, I don't want to add any more social obligations until after the holidays. I feel like I have shit that needs to get done most nights until I leave. AND I HAVEN'T DONE ANY XMAS SHOPPING, AHRG.

My previous agency sent me email saying "Hey, your break-in-service is almost over, and we want to start finding you work!", and one of the things they asked was if I had any job prospects I was already working on. I told them I was interested in finding work, and that I did have a prospect I was working on. The agency person said "Oh, we can help with a vendor position! Let me talk to someone!"

Which is great and all, but I've got another company lined up to be my reps for the vendor gig.

I think I may have put too much rice wine into my beef & baby portabello mushroom dinner. I suddenly want to go lie down.

You should have had mutton!

Right? But no muttons in my freezer, and the beef was.

I'm pretty sure that rice wine wouldn't have gone with mutton, either.

Timelies all!

Went to my MIL's for dinner. Latkes were part of the menu, of course.

I have reluctantly picked out a business casual outfit to wear to the office tomorrow, as we're having our holiday party in the evening. I don't have any brown shoes I'm willing to wear when it's this icy, so I'm going with purple suede wedges. Because they go.

But I am going back to the office after the party to get my snow boots, because it's going to be frickin' cold tomorrow.

I've spend the past week at work wearing my coat on my lap. I hate the cold.

I think I am possibly bad date material, as frankly I want to put off a meetup until after I get back, because I just have too many stupid evening chores and shopping in the next near while to take a night off. But I might. Ehn. Fuck if I'll give up a swim though! I'm not that invested! Possibly another poor sign. Trying not to think too hard about this.