04.07.06

Work was, well, work.

I have a feeling that our newest employee (we'll call him WhyBoy) won't be with us for very long. There's going to be a morning, very soon, where he just won't show up. Argh. I suggested that we start a pool predicting when he'll up and leave. Fortunately, there's another barista on the horizon. Fingers and things are crossed.

Got out of work at 13:00 and called Chris. He has a cheap stereo that needed to be returned. His biggest clue? When he got the box home earlier this week, it stank of ozone/burned electronics. Suspicious, he tested the system with speakers that he knows work. Yep. Crappy stereo.

We returned that, and began a mini-odyssey around PDX. Over to Trade-Up Music to play with percussion stuff and look at something that I can't talk about because it's a special something for someone's upcoming birthday. We put a deposit on it.

Feeling quite peckish (that bowl of oatmeal at 05:22 starts wearing off around 15:30-ish) we went to Taco del Mar. I must have been hungry. First time I've ever finished a burrito at one sitting. First time I've ever finished a burrito before my fooding companion(s). *fwip-fwoop* And it was gone.

Over to FreeGeek to find a computer monitor for Chris' new MiniMac. Have you seen these itsy CPUs? It comes in a box that could be mistaken for a lunchpail. FreeGeek didn't have what he needed/wanted. Went by his place, where he made a few phone calls, and found the Ideal Monitor for a decent price.

My demonic waking time and work (+pollen and antihistamines) were kicking in. Fading fast, I dropped him off. I suspect that he walked into his place, swept everything off his desk (a la spur of the moment tabletop sex), and started hooking things up. I hope it went well.

Chez WahferThin Manor I made a trail of clothing from the front door to my bedroom. Shoes, socks, trousers, t-shirt, bra, pants. It's naked time! Whee!

Collapsed onto my floor pillows (because I own no furniture except bookcases) and fell asleep. Four hours later I woke up. Still feeling dopey, thus the rambling (and probably rather dull) entry.

Big question; shall I fall back to sleep? Take a shower and go out? Continue to peruse free internet porn? Gosh. What's a woman to do?

At any rate, I shall continue to be fabulous. And so should you.

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