Special Sauce

A mish-mash of twisted thoughts from a fevered ego. Updated when the spirit moves me, contents vary and may have settled during shipping. Do not open towards eyes. Caution: Ingestion of Special Sauce may cause hair loss, halitosis, and a burning sensation while urinating.

1.18.2005

And on the 384201th day, there was heat.

Just as I hit send on the email to my boss, telling her that I needed to flee to the relative warmth and couch-y-ness of my house because my hands were numb, and my noggin was about to explode, she calls me. The men are coming today, in fact, they should be in my little office right NOW installing a new heating unit.

Tomorrow I shall be toasty!

Assuming I'm not hacking up a lung.

(And I was a good Sauce, and told the Codger Corral that I was coming down with something, and moved my crafting weekend from this Saturday to next Saturday, so I don't go all Typhoid Mary on 'em.)

And believe me, tomorrow, I am cranking that heat up so high that I'm prancing around in a tank top and shorts, and still breaking a sweat. I don't care if it's snowing outside, I will be making shish-ke-babs on top of the heater. I will have an umbrella drink in one hand, and my mailing list in the other, and it will. Be. Good.

Muwahahahaha.

2 Comments:

Blogger luz de la luna said...

Wishing you a very toasty tomrrow! :-D

Best Wishes
- - LunA - -

4:59 PM  
Blogger parcequilfaut said...

You better damn well get heat, after making the 7th grade your bitch and all. Some people, I swear to God. I start back to work in less than 3 hours and still don't know what my schedule is, for reasons I will elucidate tomorrow.

I have recovered from my haggery and will post all the juicy details of my Triumphant Return to Employment tomorrow (well, today...later...thing.) (Because I am an unrepentant geek, I slept all afternoon in order to hit a D&D session DMed by the Artist which wasn't starting until midnight, which means I'm going to sit up for the rest of the night, go to work, work 4 hours, go home, blog, pass out, and wake up when the Artist shows up from his OTHER D&D game at CDHSarah's, in which I do not play. Am I too much of a geek to be your ET, ET?)

Since you're a little praise whore and so am I (blood will tell), please do unnerstand that I check your blog every time I sit down at the puter. And sometimes, like now, when I'm miles from home and just bored with the movie.

7:46 AM  

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