November 30, 2009 by sandwichcontrol
That was literally my rationale this morning. The sleepy self was trying to convince the mobile self that it needed to go back to bed. It almost worked, too. Luckily, or unluckily, I haven’t decided yet, either way, I got wise to his tricks. And now I am at work. Well, I’m in Lippincottonia anyway.
La Duchess stole my desk. It’s not actually a desk. It’s a tiny folding table. And she stole it from me. So, now I am using this busted old lappie stand that sags to the left. I have propped my lappie up with poker chips so that I don’t have to type at a forty five degree angle. Plus the height of this thing is all wrong.
It is too early to be trying to solve angle problems. It is too early too do anything except go back to bed. Maybe I’ll just lie down here on the couch for just a moment.
Wait a minute! I’m on to you buster.
Yesterday, I got all of the Secret Doctor’s Books sorted and a little over half folded. Then the original Star Wars triology came on the television. I was useless for the rest of the day.
Ever since I mentioned the “Pompeii” the other day, I have had the jones for a Morning Star Pizza Burger. So, last night, I picked some up. I made myself a sandwich using toasted Whitewheat, spinach, Miracle Whip, and a little horseradish. A handful of Garden Salsa Sun Chips on the side and Voila! dinner. Pancake Land can’t remember ever eating a veggie burger, so she had one and so did Little Peddler. I think that I just discovered another food that I can keep in the house and no one will eat it. Yes!
Well, being up is stupid, so I might as well go to work. More soon. ~SC
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