Listening to the Bee Gees to thwart Annoying Cubicle Neighbor from Hell who’s first language is THE OPPOSITE OF ENGLISH, and so he’s having to spell and re-spell his name to the person he’s talking to (the doctor’s office, based on his following conversation.) “No, it’s J as in John, E as in Effilint (I think he meant elephant??), M as in Mary, another M as in Mary, Y. No, Y. Y as in Wellow.”
I smell like vinegar.
Just before walking out the door this morning I reached into the refrigerator to grab my lunch, and a full unopened jar of sliced pepper rings slid out along with my lunch bag. And dropped to the floor. And smashed into a meeeellion little pieces. And scattered peppers and peppery-vinegary liquid all over the kitchen floor. So I spent the next ten minutes paper toweling and shoo-ing the cat out and wiping up and shoo-ing the other cat out and sweeping and FUCK YOU CAT I HOPE YOU STEP ON GLASS and mopping.
I wiped off my shoes and washed my hands three times and I still get a faint whiff of vinegar every now and then.
I had a bad dream starring my ex last night. I have them probably a couple of times a month. I spend my entire waking life NEVER thinking about him, then have frequent (enough) bad dreams that leave me jarred and feeling off for the rest of the day. Motherfucker doesn’t deserve the power he still has over me, no matter how slight it may be.
Calvin has to be away again next week. Even though his tentative trip to Vegas was nixed, he still has to go to a couple of northern Arizona locations that will have him gone for most of next week, if not the whole week.
I forgot how much travel this company has him do – he left it to work for a different company, came back after a year-long absence, and now they’re making up for his departure with a vengeance. Still, gainfully employed, gratitude, etc. etc. ad nausium.
Perfect song for my current mood:
(Video close to not being safe for work…)