I had a nice breakfast this morning with a fan-friend I don't get to see enough (Jesse, it's the woman I put you in touch with when you first moved back to Boston): we got to bond over having really cool jobs with ludicrous bureaucratic burdens associated with them.
And then I hit DSW and got two pairs of shoes on sale--I guess they're last year's styles? Which is close enough to fashionable for me.
And I have run errands and got my smog check done and bought food at TJ's and now I want to sleep but I am going climbing in an hour. Woof.
Tomorrow I'm going to a dog show! Not just a dog show, but a bench show, where I will see my sister's puppy lose to several dozen other golden retrievers. But it will be fun to see all the dogs, anyway.
(Jesse, it's the woman I put you in touch with when you first moved back to Boston)
Oh, fun! We had a nice drink, but haven't really crossed paths since.
Dammit. I got into a long conversation with the guys upstairs, and when I got back to my desk someone reports to me that the system I'm adjacent to (reports back up to my boss, and I should really know more about it) is down. I could have been on my way home!
Luckily I caught a developer who'd made a similar error, and he's working on it, but damn...
FYI: I found the free e-file thingy on the IRS site.
Oh, good god. Someone was giving Porto's baked goods for their birthday today. The chocolate cupcake (which I don't need to be eating because I HAVE ANOTHER ONE ON MY DESK) has ganache on top. Mother fucker, it's good. That's dinner right there. No way I'm eating anything else.
Oh, god, how am I getting sucked into watching Shark Tank?
So, Tree of Life, huh. I just, well, huh. Best Picture, huh. so yeah.
So, Tree of Life, huh. I just, well, huh. Best Picture, huh. so yeah.
To be fair, it was pretty. And I didn't hate Brad Pitt in it. But...yeah.
Bleecker Bob's is closing. So sad. I bought a hell of a lot of records there in high school and college.
So I hear crunching and there's Oz chewing on a string of Xmas lights! And the lightbulb in particular, totally smashed. There's definitely shards missing that may be in his belly. Any other cat I would be freaking out, but it's so par for the course with Oz. Sigh.
