03.24.05

You know the kind of day where you've drunk too much caffeine and everything is whipping along like; phwah, phwah, phwah! and it's all good and you're getting things done, the phone's ringing, and people come in the door but it's all under control, yet fast-paced enough to be interesting, then it's time to go to the bank, go to the car, and go to the next appointment but then you get into traffic and
it

all

slows

down?

That was my day.

Yep. Up at 6:00, out of bed by 6:12. (A new speed record, BTW.) Extra-hot shower. StepPater left before I got up so I didn't have to conserve for him...yay! KaliHellKitty fed and treated. Coffee (o' sweet seductress, whose glorious ebon' shades go pale and lustrous when joined by the blessed nectar of gentle, grass-fed, motherly cows) made. Out the door, to work. Got everything started up. Left work to go to OLI (where they promised me a copyediting assignment--oh non-ironic joy!) and got my tyres (tires?Agh!) stuck in the vehicular tar that is daytime driving in Portland.

It's not that there's a lot of traffic. It's that the drivers are utterly incompetent. (You know it's bad if I revert to adverbs.) I swear, part of the problem is gawkers. Lookee there, Marge! It's wun uh them there sky scrapings buildins. Must be six, four, uh, seveumtee fordlty floors. Dang!

Yes. I am being bitchy. *thppppppppp*

Gesundheit! KaliHellKitty just had a sneezing attack. Now she's meatloafing on the floor, looking appalled at the outburst.

Where was I? Oh. Made it to OLI. Read through a grant, cleaning and squinching as I went. Got the promised copyediting assignment (whee!). Left. Decided to see if the fantabulous MlleE was working. She was! Hung out for a few. We've all been running wacky for the past few weeks. Haven't had the chance to get together. *sad face* With the scarcity of like-minded women friends they've become my lifeline to sanity.

Then out to the 'burbs. Bad traffic. Bad traffic. Whoa! Way bad traffic. Great, galloping narwhales of Spain! Please tell me these people haven't bred! Ahhh. The house. Newspaper. Greet KaliHellKitty as I've been trained to do. (She's a stickler for form.) Turn on Nadine. Bathroom. Back out. Log onto web. Get something to drink. (Damn dial-up.) D-land. Logon.

Up to now...

Go. Be fabulous.

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