Wesley ,'Chosen'
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.
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.
Whumph. Had to run out after my swim. Have a baby shower followed immediately (actually overlapping) housewarming tomorrow. And have to get in market and swim in before that.
And I didn't eat dinner until 8:30. But watching the final Chuck. Watched it on and off, found it charming, but not appointment, want to see how it ends.
I buy used cars for fun. Drive 'em a while, sell 'em again. (Or I used to; now that I have a shiny NEW car I must be loyal.) I know what car I want before I go physically car shopping. I have a mental list of what I want, what I'll compromise on, and what's firm. I ask the salesguy to show me a *specific* car. The Internet helps immensely because I can see what's on their lot before I go. (Supposedly on the lot. If I get bait-and-switched, I just get up and walk out. They can't be trusted.)
I tend to just take charge of the transaction. I'm not sure how, really. I just don't let them talk. Salesmen are there to hand me car keys and papers. Let me test drive THAT car. Okay, I like it, I'll buy it. -or- It's crap, show me something else. No, that's crap too, I'm not even getting in that one, give me something like THIS. Okay, that's good, I'll buy it. I get the feeling not too many people do this.