In which this post covers everything that matters.
Work
Work last night? Verged on insane. I won’t get too jargony on y’all, but one of our servers ran out of disk space, which caused our internal apps to fail and a bunch of authentication errors for customers. Both the engineers were unavailable, so I just worked my arse off last night. I still had call-backs to do at a quarter of nine, and I’m usually done at least half an hour before that. Gah!
Music
RB picked me up at nine and took me to Barnaby’s for open mic. We found a drummer and a bassist to play with us and did a really mediocre version of Get Ready, followed by a fuckin’ smokin’ Stormy Monday. (Then we got off the bandstand ’cause we didn’t have anything else to do.)
A few people shook my hand and told me I’m awesome, which I always like to hear… particularly when the audience is comprised entirely of other musicians. RB and I talked about a bass player we’ll be auditioning this weekend, and then he dropped me off at home around eleven. I let my dog out for five minutes, then went up to bed and crashed.
Food
Tonight is the company Xmas party, which means not only do I get my dinner paid for, but I get off work early! W00t!
Sex
Actually, there’s no sex to speak of. I just thought it would be good if I used the word in a post once in awhile.
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sounds like things are pretty swell in ww,w. it’s icy in ic… shattered my elbow last friday and am now stuck living with my mom. sigh… when you can’t open your own bottle of vicodin, you know life is rough…
You shattered your elbow?! Not such a merry Xmas. Take care of yourself! -m
Thanx for the card! <3
My doggies smelled Bindu on it and got all excited.
Pretend I sent you a card too and have a Merry Holiday!
(I’m so happy that you are a non-christian at these times of year, bad, but true.)
Heh. I sent them this year because:
1) I haven’t send Xmas cards in 12 years, and
2) The cards themselves were free out of gramma’s stash, and
3) Uh. Cause?
-m
the upside of it all is that my mom is a great cook, i sit around and read all day, watch movies, drink vodka, and eat vicodin when it hurts. it’s the lap of luxury, baby! ‘course, the downside is that it hurts at all and i can’t move my frikkin’ arm. but i’ll be out of this cast in 5-7 weeks. (:
oh, and i get to work from home… in my jammies!!
have a merry christmas, mush!!
Telecommuting is hawt. Jammies are hot. Good food is hot. On the DOWNSIDE, YOU BROKE YOUR FUCKIN’ ELBOW!!! Get better, you. *smooch* -m
What? No sex? We gotta work on that one! Seriously, sounds like things are much better on the left coast than in the mid. Merry Merry
I did get a sweet invitation from a couple the other night – people who use five-dollar words like ‘sympatico’ in dinner conversation – so I’m not totally off the radar. And yeah, it feels great to be back out here. The weather alone makes me happy – it’s overcast all the time, but nowhere near 70 below! -m
Re m’s response to Seth: “A sweet invitation from a couple…” in a swingy kind of way or two different offers?
Swingy. -m