it’s only wednesday… ugh.
was the big announcement yesterday at 5pm life shattering? no.
was it important? no.
the announcement? we won new business.
does that mean we get raises? no.
so…do i care? emphatic NO.
did my boss bring me donuts? no.
it’s been a wonderful week so far. on a positive note, i’ve been such a grouch at work that i have co-workers buying me lunch to sweeten me up. makes me thnk that coming into work grouchy is the way to go from now on.
Project Runway Australia starts tonight and while i hated last season (because nothing will EVER compare to the American version, right?) i have set the DVR to record it every week. there’s a trailer for it that lasts about 15 minutes that they’ve been showing for the past week. it looks ghastly but i love crap TV. i made the Brit watch a Mrs Marple movie with me the other day. I thought he would enjoy it simply because it was British but bad TV is bad TV no matter where it comes from and he couldn’t help but laugh the whole way through and make narky commentary.
The Brit can laugh at me all he wants for watching old people shows on TV but i caught him washing a paper plate the other day and that’ll give me weeks of “you’re weirder than me” mileage. The Kiwi baked eclairs and brought some over on a paper plate (mind you this is a paper plate, not one of those disposable plastic plates). the next thing i know, i see the Brit scrubbing the chocolate off of it and running it under the tap to return to the Kiwi. WEIRDO.
crap. boss back from meeting. gotta look busy.
two cents