Showing posts with label Parker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Parker. Show all posts

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Pulled the bags out from behind the refrigerator

Consolidated the bags & put them back. I have fewer plastic bags than I thought.


Bedtime reading: Hundred Dollar Baby, Robert B. Parker

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Dropped off rug at the cleaners

Thanks, M!

I also put my dresser-top back together, and considered easels for the mirror.


Bedtime reading: Hundred Dollar Baby, Robert B. Parker

Friday, April 8, 2011

Paid property tax

The line at city hall was shorter than I expected. Later I picked up the linens from the dry cleaner, as intact as they ever were.


Today's earrings: scarabs

Bedtime reading: Hundred Dollar Baby, Robert B. Parker

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Sorted gift bags, gift boxes, wrapping paper, earrings

Re-setting the dressertop will have to wait until after I've collected the linen from the dry cleaner. (Cross your fingers it comes back intact.)


Today's earrings: moose, wood rounds

Bedtime reading: Hundred Dollar Baby, Robert B. Parker

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Dropped off linens at the dry cleaners

Also pulled everything out from under the bed & dresser.

At some point I'm going to need to sort out all the stuff that's now sitting in the living room.


Bedtime reading: School Days, Robert B. Parker

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Finished excavating the top drawers

Found a bunch of stuff I forgot I had. Not sure what to do with a lot of it. Like, what does one do with a large quantity of tiny ziplocks, besides take them to a street fair and return them to the earring vendors? What about the old (cheap) watches? I hate pitching out finished goods, but they're not worth the trouble of replacing their batteries, and no one else is going to want them.

What to do, what to do?


Today's earrings: frogs, lily pads

Bedtime reading: School Days, Robert B. Parker

Monday, April 4, 2011

I knew there was a reason I was putting off the earrings

I moved the earrings off the dresser top and into the living room for sorting, and then I thought, "oh, hey, while I've got the space, I should look in the top drawers." Lots of writing implements & misc small office supplies in the left-hand drawer, which have been shifted to under my keyboard. I haven't even started with the right-hand drawer. I guess that'll be tomorrow's project.

Also, at right around 11:30pm, something exploded outside. Moments later, what appeared to be the entire complement of Fire Station 8 rolled past my place, going southwest, sirens blazing. I've been flipping stations looking for news for an hour; all sources equally oblivious. Thanks, local news.


Today's earrings: flowers, other flowers

Bedtime reading: School Days, Robert B. Parker

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Re-arranged tchotchkes

It's turtles all the way down again. :)


Bedtime reading: School Days, Robert B. Parker

Thursday, September 10, 2009

You know what I did?

I forgot Project Runway was on. The Supernatural season premiere was that good.

I came to my senses just in time to see the elimination. I'm watching the insta-rerun now. Models highlights: cliques are forming; Kojii's daughter visits; Valerie gets bounced again and is again really gracious about it. It looks like she might have booked a job from that "industry party" thing as a consolation prize, too.


Today's earrings: rockets, chickens

Bedtime reading: Crimson Joy, Robert B. Parker

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Whatever.

One of the dudes in the department down the hall has decided making friends with me is his new project. I didn't have any strong objection, so, whatever. Except now he's taken to asking me to get coffee.

The first time (last Friday), I was kinda stuck in the office, and so suggested Tuesday morning. He seized upon the suggestion. Tuesday morning comes, he doesn't show. Whatever.

Tuesday afternoon, he suggests Wednesday morning. OK. This morning, he doesn't show. Whatever.

This afternoon, he calls and asks if I want to get coffee right then, and I said no, I don't drink coffee after noon. My insomnia is bad enough without adding extra caffeine. Right before quitting time, he stopped by my desk and started talking about going to Jamba Juice tomorrow afternoon. Whatever. He also mentioned maybe coming along the next time I go for drinks with the guys, except that he's busy evenings Monday through Thursday. Which makes me wonder why he brought it up, because, what with one thing and another, we usually go drinking on Tues/Thurs.

Maybe I'm reading to much in, but it feels like he's expecting me to make this befriending thing happen. Like, now that I've been made aware that it's his project to make friends with me, it's my responsibility to make reminder calls to keep him on schedule. Because after all, I'm the girl, and that sort of thing is the girl's job - even though it's his project, not mine. Y'know?


Today's earrings: irons, brooms

Bedtime reading: Crimson Joy, Robert B. Parker

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

What's black and white and red all over?


A Red Panda!

Well, not really. But the bear is cute.


Today's earrings: polar bears, black bears

Bedtime reading: Crimson Joy, Robert B. Parker

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Major Earring Score

Went to the Millbrae Art & Wine Fest with b2. We shopped. We drank wine. We ran into her parents. (Hi, b2's parents!) I scored major quantities of earrings. Then we went for ice cream.

I also got a sunburn. When will I learn the Lesson of Sunscreen?


Today's acquisitions: yellow schoolbuses, chickens, broomsticks, aces, black bears, brown bears, mice.

Today's earrings: swords, alligators

Bedtime reading: Crimson Joy, Robert B. Parker

Saturday, September 5, 2009

The bridge is out

http://baybridgeinfo.org/

So I (of course) went to the east bay for brunch with T&S& the gang.
It was lovely :)



Today's earrings: hands, apples

Bedtime reading: Crimson Joy, Robert B. Parker

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Primary Day

"What you're good at is less important than being good at something."
- - Robert B. Parker


Today's earrings: horns, dice

Bedtime reading: Early Autumn, Robert B. Parker

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Spring is here

Summer makes me drowsy
Autumn makes me sing
Winter's pretty lousy
But I hate Spring.
- - Dorothy Parker

Today's earrings: bees, flowers

Bedtime reading: Atlantic, May 2007