Up Up and Away

I'll be gone for the next few days. Out of town. Out of state out of town. On a wonderful new adventure that includes airplanes and relatives. Not mine, as that would mean leaving the country. But this is pretty far.

I'll be tweeting if you'd like to follow me. Because of a certain stalker I've kept it private and you'll have to get permission. If I don't recognize your information you can email me @ nailark(at)yahoo(dot)com

I'll be checking my email of course.

I've also got a few posts scheduled while I'm away. And don't forget to comment! I'll get the email notice.

I know you'll miss me.

I'll miss you!

ta ta!!

More cow bell

Is anyone following Christopher Walkens twitter's? No?

Oh. Yes. You. Should. You really should. He's hilarious. And a tad bored it seems.

MORE COW BELL CHRIS! MORE COW BELL!!!

Oh and one more thing. We've totally remodeled our office. It's gonna look great when it's done, which should be in a month, maybe more.

Also, the fax machine has not worked since the move. No one noticed. No one checked. No one here is handy enough to figure it out.

It took me darn near all day to figure it out. I had it working early in the day but it was hooked into our rotary line and not the dedicated line as it should. Once I figured out where the dedicated line was I was in business. However I was wearing work clothes and climbing around on top of desks and behind dusty things, because I am the only one limber enough or small enough to do this.

And another thing, we needed shelves in the storage room. So we got these shelves from Costco. We had put some in the garage at home and my dad and I put them together so I was familiar with the assembly. This does mean I was keen on doing it again for the office. I wasn't. This, gentle reader, is mens work. Women do not want to be hammering and assembling large shelving units in dress pants and heels. I do not care if they are also in dress pants and their fancy ass shoes. Oh and please, PLEASE, do NOT ask me if I read the directions right. My heels, in case your wondering, are registered as lethal weapons. And I'm not afraid to use them that way!

I'm a little grouchy with all of this turmoil.

Word!

Twitter droppings

more animals

January 5, 2009 Monday 9:00 pm
Well tomorrow is ruined. RUINED! I report for Jury duty @ 8:00 am.

I have to be out the door at 7 to make it. 7 am!!!! Showered, hair, makeup, fed and coffeed!

7:49 am
hurry up and wait, there will be 350 of us today.

7:51 am
well it seems organized, no one knows what is going on.

After strip searching us we are herded down to the basement.

8:14 am
I'm googleing how to get out of jury duty. There is 'fresh brewed coffee with lightener' in the vending machine. At least it's free.

8:33 am
A very tall strange woman wearing Capris and red converse shoes with footies. I wonder if she knows how goofy she looks.

8: 36
the place is filling up. I may lose my purse chair

9:15
now we have the pleasure of watching a 13 minutes video

9:30
red shoes annoying everyone

9:45
I did not make the first string.

They roped us off 80 at a time to go upstairs. It's fun to think of the elevator that will only take 8 of us at a time. Oh, and they only have one elevator and will not let us use the stairs unless we have a 'problem' with that.

10:11
Whats worse is that red shoes did not make the first string either.

10:22 old man reading sunset magazine. I wonder if he's reading a recipe. Looking at the people in here I don't think I'd touch these mags.

10:31
And yet I do. Allure. Its boring and the girl next 2 me smells like soap. I try the tea with lightener this time. It's even worse than the coffee. Unspeakably worse.

10:54
made it upstairs, whoohoo!!! Now I must turn off the phone. See ya!

And. . . . .

I get off!!!!!

whew!

At least for another year.