Well, my halls are decked
Dec. 21st, 2003 08:24 pmMetaphorically, in any case. Really, the apartment in my mind is covered in holly and lights and has a big beautiful tree and pretty little Christmas-y tableaus.
The apartment in reality? Not so much.
Crud, there is so much I need to do before I go home on Tuesday night. I need to clean like a mofo and pack and try on clothes and wrap presents and all sorts of stuff.
But good green geese I really don't feel like it. Reeeeeeaaaaallllly don't feel like it. And it has to be done by tomorrow night because I am almost literally going from train to cab to airplane on Tuesday after work. But I work best under pressure. And to be honest, everything will take an hour - two tops. I can do it after work tomorrow and then collapse into bed. Or not. I don't know. All I know is that I don't want to do it tonight. So I won't.
The only problem is that I am bored. Story of my life. Ah well, I'm sure something interesting will happen sometime in the next few hours. *crosses fingers*
I bought my brother porn for Christmas. Is that bad? It's something like fifty years of Playboy, and I didn't know what to get so I went with that. I'm a bad influence. Oh well. I have less than no desire to go to work tomorrow, but I shall, and it will be . . . busy, I hope. Then it will go quickly, and that's always good.
Am I in Chicago yet?
The apartment in reality? Not so much.
Crud, there is so much I need to do before I go home on Tuesday night. I need to clean like a mofo and pack and try on clothes and wrap presents and all sorts of stuff.
But good green geese I really don't feel like it. Reeeeeeaaaaallllly don't feel like it. And it has to be done by tomorrow night because I am almost literally going from train to cab to airplane on Tuesday after work. But I work best under pressure. And to be honest, everything will take an hour - two tops. I can do it after work tomorrow and then collapse into bed. Or not. I don't know. All I know is that I don't want to do it tonight. So I won't.
The only problem is that I am bored. Story of my life. Ah well, I'm sure something interesting will happen sometime in the next few hours. *crosses fingers*
I bought my brother porn for Christmas. Is that bad? It's something like fifty years of Playboy, and I didn't know what to get so I went with that. I'm a bad influence. Oh well. I have less than no desire to go to work tomorrow, but I shall, and it will be . . . busy, I hope. Then it will go quickly, and that's always good.
Am I in Chicago yet?
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Date: 2003-12-21 06:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-21 06:16 pm (UTC)You could look at it as a historical thing. Then it wouldn't seem quite so naughty. ;)
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Date: 2003-12-21 06:17 pm (UTC)No, I'm sure that's exactly how Jesus pictured his birthday being commemmorated - with porn. Why do you think he's all shirtless on that crucifix, eh? ;)
Hee. Suffice it to say, I'm very charmed and amused by your gift idea.
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Date: 2003-12-22 06:33 am (UTC)Secondly, when are you going to be in Chicago? I need dates, hon.
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Date: 2003-12-22 07:14 am (UTC)I get in late tomorrow night and I leave on Sunday evening around sixish. I think. Not too sure. Are you about?
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Date: 2003-12-22 09:22 am (UTC)Also? Pretty.