Friday, April 22, 2005

CPJL: Have a Unified Aesthetic, and Your Mediocrity will be Assuaged

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Blogger The Governess said...

What I Am Doing, by The Governess

1. Right this very second, I am sitting at someone else’s desk as IT tries to fix my Outlook calendar.

2. The past week, I sat at my desk for approx. 8.75 hours every day, because that’s how I get paid. Also, I did a bunch of stuff for my employer, stuff that is on my job description, stuff that earns me the BIG BILLZ so I can continue this glamorama lifestyle of mine.

3. On Monday, I went to the gym while my husband was at the ball game. I read a book, talked to my neighbors, and petted their golden retriever. Also, I went to the grocery store. I bought apples. I ate yogurt for lunch almost everyday this week, despite buying apples.*

4. On Tuesday, I went to the gym.

5. On Wednesday night, I:
a. Drank all the Magic Hats in the world
b. Half-assed a single game of Boggle with LJG, sticking only to swear words as WONT my nature
c. Accidentally watched Steve Harvey on UPN, playing jazz piano?
d. Annoyed everyone by insisting on playing the song "$300" on repeat
e. Spent the rest of my time playing "Name that St. Louis Neighborhood" with Deep Throats son
f. Went home in the wee early hours and was pleased to see I finally have a new front door, installed by some lovely Home Despot elves we paid out the ass to custom-make a new front door. It is a long story. I simultaneously hate and love my new door.

6. Last night, I went to bed at 8:30, read a comic book, at some mozzarella, and fell asleep watching the old guy on "CSI" weep about his hooker daughter, who looked just like a former roommate of mine IF said former roommate were to turn hooker in LA instead of being a dog-owning fitness instructor in Chapel Hill

7. Tonight, I’m going on a date with my husband, after he finishes a long day of building ships. I think we’ll see a movie, or maybe we’ll go out to dinner. Maybe I will MAKE dinner. Maybe we’ll stay at sticking each other in the eyes with red hot pokers. I am pretty much open for anything, seeing as he is the most single kickass person to spend time with in the universe.

8. This weekend, I’m playing poker at a friends place, painting the trim in my living room, drinking a lot of coffee, trying to find a graduation gift for my best friend, reading the paper, and meeting my parents for lunch. I need to buy plane tickets to Chicago and New Mexico, this summer’s wedding season locales. I will probably drink too heavily at least once between now and Monday, although no confirmed plans. I believe the Nationals are out of town this weekend. I was going to make an Eastern Market run for tulips, but it’s going to rain.

9. Next week’s highlights include the beginning of my Very Radical Organized Sports Team’s playoffs, dinner with friends, a chiropractor’s appointment, and a baby shower.

And that, gentlemen, is 9 reasons why I don’t keep a blog.

* Except for yesterday, when I found myself gnawing on a chicken wrap at Crapplebees or some such place with clients whose names I don’t really remember? So, yeah, chicken wrap, you suck? Even when I am tearing you apart as if I am a wolverine?

1:07 PM  
Blogger The Duchess said...

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1:51 PM  
Blogger The Governess said...

that's an adorable use of symbols in place of crassness. And yes, I do have a healthy brain. I assume that's what you were referring to.

sigh, sigh, yes, still fucking learning, this one. posting is so beyond my dinosaur-brain capacity. I'd much rather lurk.

Anyways, you asked what we were doing. There you have it.

2:05 PM  
Blogger The Governess said...

i am.

it's fucking raining AND cold.

2:09 PM  
Blogger The Senator said...

You mean BILLY? Who the eff calls him Bill?

2:47 AM  
Blogger The Governess said...

they do have good food, but never order the basil on your burger.

11:54 AM  
Blogger The Governess said...

I agree, it was much more fun.

That being said:

- The LJG needs to dry out.
- The Governess has 2 months of pure, unadulterated work hell to look forward too - just as it's getting warm out, of all indecencies.
- The Duchess has pretty much headed for the shore until fall comes around. I assume that golden tan doesn't come from a booth or a spray.

Sigh.

We'll be back.

Until then: chins up, boys.

4:10 PM  

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