Oh, fingers crossed brenda!

I am officially passing on going to the gym and running today. Too tired. Tomorrow will do fine, and set me up nicely to rest and watch the Superbowl on Sunday.

Got a chicken roasting in the oven, just snarfed up the liver (yum!), perhaps it is now time for some wine.

CVS is officially creepy: I almost got the gel insoles tonight, but couldn't actually bring myself to spend the $10, and on my receipt I got a coupon! For $3 off $15 of footcare, which is basically bullshit, but it may make me do it. But seriously, so the know what aisles I stopped in??

I'm getting annoyed at these little thefts at work. First my iPhone charger, then my brand new derby cap and neck gater, and after cleaning the greenhouse, I realized that the giant tillandsia was missing. Which I bought.

And I continue to miss old control-freak boss lady. Miss her terribly.

I knew Target knew Everything about everyone who shops there, why not CVS? I bought the gel inserts in part because of chat about them here, btw. They haven't changed my life, I'm not in love with them, but I have reached the point where I regret it if I don't put them in my shoes. Calibrate your expectations accordingly.

That bites that stuff of yours is disappearing, Juliebird.

I think I'm going to get them for my vacation, since I'm not bringing sneakers....

I'm trying to think about who is new to having access to things in my office, and it's only new boss lady and the cleaning crew. And NBL showed up a few days later charging her iPhone, and the cleaning crew wasn't in when my winter gear went missing. The greenhouse is always unlocked, and this has been the first theft if plants in six years (we're more likely to get unwanted donations) so I shouldn't be surprised that that particular shoe finally dropped. I feel petty of whom I suspect about the other two instances, considering my level of loathing for this woman. I actually deliberately did the thing where I accused someone obliquely of the theft so that I could find it in the freezer and feel like an ass. Except that doesn't work when you know you're doing it. And my lovely earflapped derby cap was not in my freezer.

I would be pissed if my stuff was getting stolen from work.

ION, my niece just got accepted into grad school! So exciting! She's going for a Masters in public history.

Zen, is she by any chance going to a state university in the middle of Tennessee? M teaches at a school with, as I understand it, one of the only public history grad programs in the country, and knowing your family's TN roots, I'm wondering if that's where she'll be going. Which would be cool!

I'm pissed, but I'm also resigned. In a "wtf can I do?" sort of way.