Allegra Rivett Sloman's blog

I think I’m going to get up, have some pho for brekky and go to work.

Home = disaster.  I should probably spend the entire holiday weekend cleaning. Work = interesting.  My boss came up to me after the town hall and said “You got it half right” (I had offered my predictions as to what would happen).  I have help now for the biggest project and I am fervently thankful [...]

Jeff’s car has been recovered. More when details warrant.

Apart from getting a little frisson of ICK every time I saw Jeff’s rental car in the carport, I had a lovely weekend of doing just about nothing.  I made a big batch of spag on Friday night which I shared with Janice, Jeff and Keith, and I made cookies on Saturday night after  Keith, [...]

Solar sinter.

Yesterday, probably because of stress, my digestion decided to write me a long, slow, miserable letter.  Then Jeff looked out the back window and realized his car had been stolen. This morning, not two minutes ago, coyotes were howling in my back yard.  The cats, thank God, were inside, and believe me they were staring [...]

Katie’s ex asked me if I’d take down any mention of his name – for a six pack by way of trade.  o.O Horrible, ghastly, reprehensible things happened at work yesterday. This work week can’t end fast enough.

I sang to the setting sun – it was amazing, what with the drums and the dancers and clapping and calling.  Katie and Mike and I had a simply magical time, and then Mike drove my car to Vera’s on Main for a burger (I was feeling too exhausted and hungry to drive – but [...]

I need some sun.

It’s too bad things are so atrocious at work right now.  I can’t talk about it for obvious reasons, but the sphincter readings are rising – explosively. Missed a party on Saturday night because I was curled up in a fetal ball, and Just Barely dragged myself through the church service on Sunday.  Saying goodbye [...]

My dear sweet ersatz former son-in-common-law “would be grateful if I removed mention of his full name in connection with domestic violence from my blog as it is impacting his job search.” It is a matter of public record that he assaulted Katie.  I fail to see why I should take it down because his [...]

Janice, a coworker, crashed here last night.  Jeff owns that he only gets couches that are fit for that purpose.

Look, a movie!

Last night I’m wandering out to my car at quitting time and one of my coworkers is standing in the middle of the parking lot on her cell phone, reporting her 1983 Rustbucket Landyacht stolen to the cops.  It was parked RIGHT NEXT to Ziva.  I commiserated with her and drove her home, which made [...]

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