miles to Rivendell: 153.25
ALL the tv.
ALL the tv. We finished watching Stargate season 2 last night, which made us all say, “Oh SHIT!” as one at the end of the season. Now yawning my brain out from not enough sleep. Silly Kit. I have started making bread. I need to not forget about it, this time. That would be good. My feet are cold. I need to do laundry; somehow, I have no socks. And! Ted has gotten one of his student loans! Soon, he will be a college student for real! And even better,…
funny me!
I have just amused myself greatly by making a folder in my filecabinet for ‘Rejection letters — the fools, the fools!’ *helpless giggles* It’s the little stuff, I tell ya. The little stuff. :)
hah!
Hah! I found it! In an envelope I’d entirely overlooked, because it didn’t have a return address, and the fact that it had both mine and Deirdre’s names on it didn’t register on any level. I thought: I’ll look at it later, and now, considerably later, as I’m putting the rest of the stuff I took apart back together, I /did/ look, and lo! There it is! Ok. Tomorrow I need to call the consulate, because they’ve got Deirdre’s city of birth down as being Anchorage, not Soldotna, on her…
*helpless giggles*
*helpless giggles* I just found a note from Deirdre in which she mis-spelled her own name. There is an arrow pointing to the error, and written below the arrow it says, “damn”. *helpless laughter* Accomplished thus far today: uhm. Not a lot. Blueberry pancakes for breakfast, compliments of Ted, thence shopping and discussion of how to build a new bookcase so we could rearrange the living room and make it look more open, thence home-coming where I finished (reading) a book, thence filling out PFD paperwork, thence trying to find…