where ya been?
Working retail during the busy holiday season and blogging not a good mix.
After fetching books for nine hours in an oversized store (by my estimate the store is 6,000 square feet larger than it needs to be) I am wiped. I have been to the gym all of three times in December and so few times in November that I am embarrassed to even write that number down ... but I've lost eight pounds in the last two months so, go figure ... maybe I should go to the gym less.
Not too many people on the holiday list so I should wipe that out some time early next week. My Honey's getting cufflinks from Tiffanys (now I can have mine back), a shirt to go with cufflinks, a Shuffle (lets see how long that battery lasts), a new cell phone (Razor or the new Samsung - still undecided), cologne (Tiffany ... yumm), the entire Family Guy DVD collection, and some unmentionables (more for me).
I didn't ask for anything specifically, but for some unknown reason I blurted out the word Nano in my sleep for the past few weeks. I tried blurting out "15 inch Powerbook fully loaded," but it didn't flow.
Everyone else on the list gets the ubiquitous electronic gift card ... ah, there's nothing like the gift of choice.
No big holiday tree trimming party for us this year (we've had one for the past fifteen years). We normally get about sixty friends and acquaintances coming through on the Saturday before Christmas, but this year we weren't feeling it because we realized that we wouldn't see fifty of those people again until the next holiday party. So what's the point of inviting people you only see once a year? There's no time to catch up that night and all claims that we'll get together soon are just bullshit. This year we'll save a grand and spend it on each other (I guess we're not saving it after all).
Christmas day plans include sleeping in late, going to the movies to see (insert popular movie title I want to see here), go home and eat, and then go back to the movies to see (insert popular movie title My Honey want to see here) ... and opening presents ... Nano ...
After fetching books for nine hours in an oversized store (by my estimate the store is 6,000 square feet larger than it needs to be) I am wiped. I have been to the gym all of three times in December and so few times in November that I am embarrassed to even write that number down ... but I've lost eight pounds in the last two months so, go figure ... maybe I should go to the gym less.
Not too many people on the holiday list so I should wipe that out some time early next week. My Honey's getting cufflinks from Tiffanys (now I can have mine back), a shirt to go with cufflinks, a Shuffle (lets see how long that battery lasts), a new cell phone (Razor or the new Samsung - still undecided), cologne (Tiffany ... yumm), the entire Family Guy DVD collection, and some unmentionables (more for me).
I didn't ask for anything specifically, but for some unknown reason I blurted out the word Nano in my sleep for the past few weeks. I tried blurting out "15 inch Powerbook fully loaded," but it didn't flow.
Everyone else on the list gets the ubiquitous electronic gift card ... ah, there's nothing like the gift of choice.
No big holiday tree trimming party for us this year (we've had one for the past fifteen years). We normally get about sixty friends and acquaintances coming through on the Saturday before Christmas, but this year we weren't feeling it because we realized that we wouldn't see fifty of those people again until the next holiday party. So what's the point of inviting people you only see once a year? There's no time to catch up that night and all claims that we'll get together soon are just bullshit. This year we'll save a grand and spend it on each other (I guess we're not saving it after all).
Christmas day plans include sleeping in late, going to the movies to see (insert popular movie title I want to see here), go home and eat, and then go back to the movies to see (insert popular movie title My Honey want to see here) ... and opening presents ... Nano ...
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