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Not the Oscars
Feb. 22nd, 2009 11:22 pmI would like to complain mightily about Roommate H. putting the wrong dishwasher soap in the dishwasher for the second time this month, but you know, accidents happen.
Life in Apartment A. is otherwise boring. I had an uneventful week of work, attending class, staying up late with books, and blowing off implicit social commitments. I still do not have new work headphones, and I'm ticked I can't try some SR 60 headphones before buying. Audiophiles are in love with them, but CNET questions their comfort over time, so I am wavering.
The only item of note is working overtime today. I was surprised but not shocked that I didn't have the building to myself.
I am watching the Oscars instead of finishing my homework, with a side of reading news and f-list headlines, and trying not to freeze my toes off until my socks are out of the dryer. It's been extraordinarily cold, and snowier this winter than last winter, but we haven't had a proper six-inch mess, just ice. It's almost March, and I'm thinking my days with fluffy snow have come and passed, usually without much accumulation and a transition to rain before the end of the weather event. So no Snow Plus Camera days before next December (if I'm lucky, for special values of "luck"). Fortunately, this means spring is happening any. Time. Now.
Life in Apartment A. is otherwise boring. I had an uneventful week of work, attending class, staying up late with books, and blowing off implicit social commitments. I still do not have new work headphones, and I'm ticked I can't try some SR 60 headphones before buying. Audiophiles are in love with them, but CNET questions their comfort over time, so I am wavering.
The only item of note is working overtime today. I was surprised but not shocked that I didn't have the building to myself.
I am watching the Oscars instead of finishing my homework, with a side of reading news and f-list headlines, and trying not to freeze my toes off until my socks are out of the dryer. It's been extraordinarily cold, and snowier this winter than last winter, but we haven't had a proper six-inch mess, just ice. It's almost March, and I'm thinking my days with fluffy snow have come and passed, usually without much accumulation and a transition to rain before the end of the weather event. So no Snow Plus Camera days before next December (if I'm lucky, for special values of "luck"). Fortunately, this means spring is happening any. Time. Now.
