Month: July 2011

Okay day at the Tentackle Alley.  Soup was ghastly.

Wonderful evening hanging with Cindy.

Home to find a quarter century of descendent and mein broter; one SGA ep and then bed.

I would like to wish Keith a very happy birthday.  I hope he spends this evening killing zombies with Jeff; I’m off to Cindy’s after work with all the gear I laboriously humped up to the fourth floor, only to find that our dreams of a practice room were a prank to the facilities manager.  Sigh.  Anyway, I will sing and play and ingest Cindy’s daughter’s chili.

Really

However, I endeavour to persevere.

Work is better.

It is an extremely grey, overcast day, and yet it is so humid that it might as well be London ON the first week of August.

Miss Margot  CROSSED THE STREET THIS MORNING.  Right in front of us, as we were coming home from the Big 6.  Grr.

I wanted to add a link, but it seems to be broken. So, whatever http://www.boingboing.net/2011/07/07/zombie-bikinis.html

Things are continuing to go very wrong at work.  I need a very strenuous attitude adjustment, and I’m going to get one soon, I think.

I am really looking forward to my vacation time next week.

A lecture about privilege.

Cheeky monkey!

 

Jeff was feeling well enough later in the day yesterday that we went for a walk in Deer Lake Park, which was very pleasant, and then we went to my office because I wanted to show him that incredibly oddball building, and then we did a small shop, and he mowed the grass while I did the weed whipping.  Today I hope he’ll help me with Ziva’s headlight.

Jeff’s feeling porely so I’m hanging around the house trying to tempt his flagging appetite with treats.  Mike invited me to the beach but my knees can’t deal again yet.  So we’re having a StarGate Atlantis fest instead.  Later on we’ll go to Robert Burnaby park, where many outdoor shots were taken.