Hissing, spitting Kit. *Really* pissed off. This afternoon I got an email from my HR department which read: Catherine has a different last name than her spouse – Ted Lee. Can you obtain something confirming that they are married before we add him as the dependent in the system? Hello? What century is this? What world are we living in? Since when is the *same last name* an absolute for a married couple? I wrote back, asked if married couples with the same last name had to submit proof of…
Author: mizkit
the one ring
MIT is so cool. I have a lap full of Lucy. She was on the stairs going, “MAAAH!” pathetically, and I looked at her and said, “Well, come here,” and she came running over, and anklerubbed, and now she’s taken over my lap. Cup of water #6 now working its way through my system. Rapidly. Yesterday we had successful shopping. I got an ice-cream maker, which I’ve wanted for ages, and we got a table with a lamp for the stupid dark corner of our living room, so now there…
further accomplishments!
God, I’m good. Wait, did I say that once already? That’s okay, I don’t mind if I did. God, I’m good! Further things accomplished: 1: warm fuzzies put into laundry to remove cat fur from them so they can be worn without sneezing fits. 2: New photos of cats put up. This is mostly Starling’s fault. Honest. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. 3: New Kithair. (Compare to last December. And to March 2001.) 4: An additional 2 glasses of water consumed. This behavior causes one to have…
god, i’m good
*God*, I’m good. This morning I have showered, dressed, drunk 2 of the recommended 8 glasses of water a day, eaten breakfast, put a table lamp together, and I’m *still* at work 45 minutes earlier than I got to work all last week!
scenery
New photos: Alaskan scenery.