... while I stay up watching last night's Glee. Um ... would RM like to 'splain why Finn had to become that stupid? Oy. And thank TPTB that Rachel was strongly urged not to be a copycat - in musical terms. But, otherwise, it was a pile of lumpy mashed 'taters IMO.
Then, this morning (after a few hours of sleep), I rewatched Vegas a second time. Yes, there were all sorts of stupid aspects to that particular AU, but the musical score (minus all that ::shudders:: country stuff) was subdued but still infused with feeling.
In the afternoon I was scrambling to get stuff done, including washing my hair (which is a chore). As I'm out of shampoo, I used my 3-in-1 body wash that I've finally figured out must be Pina Colada from the subtle pineapple and coconut aromas ('cuz I can't read the flavours on the bottle, not even with my magnifier).
I had a most unsatisfactory call to my GP's office where I can drop off the application with no guarantee she'll even look at it while I wait a couple of hours, though it's just missing her signature on the last page. ::growls in fury:: I tried booking my rides for Tuesday and, predictably, I'm on the waiting list. ::growls again:: It's a good thing I had at least one encounter with efficient bureaucracy in the form of my meals provider, especially as my fave (and presumably only male) CSR took care of my order. And I replied to my second fave deacon about possible housing. Ha! I introduced him to reality where, alas, bureaucracy rules.
I had a delightful lunch, pouring a liberal amount of balsamic vinegar over chopped avocado with a sprinkling of salt (thanks to John's example). No wonder I was in blissed-out nap mode for nearly two hours. Now I think I'm going to stay up to write my thoughts on Vegas for
sga_squee. I don't think it'll take the usual couple of hours this time.
And that's a wrap for me. Restful weekend to all. I'll eventually make it to bed in my lovely leopard-print two-piece. Note to self: try to drag out the leopard print sheet set tomorrow. Must match!
Then, this morning (after a few hours of sleep), I rewatched Vegas a second time. Yes, there were all sorts of stupid aspects to that particular AU, but the musical score (minus all that ::shudders:: country stuff) was subdued but still infused with feeling.
In the afternoon I was scrambling to get stuff done, including washing my hair (which is a chore). As I'm out of shampoo, I used my 3-in-1 body wash that I've finally figured out must be Pina Colada from the subtle pineapple and coconut aromas ('cuz I can't read the flavours on the bottle, not even with my magnifier).
I had a most unsatisfactory call to my GP's office where I can drop off the application with no guarantee she'll even look at it while I wait a couple of hours, though it's just missing her signature on the last page. ::growls in fury:: I tried booking my rides for Tuesday and, predictably, I'm on the waiting list. ::growls again:: It's a good thing I had at least one encounter with efficient bureaucracy in the form of my meals provider, especially as my fave (and presumably only male) CSR took care of my order. And I replied to my second fave deacon about possible housing. Ha! I introduced him to reality where, alas, bureaucracy rules.
I had a delightful lunch, pouring a liberal amount of balsamic vinegar over chopped avocado with a sprinkling of salt (thanks to John's example). No wonder I was in blissed-out nap mode for nearly two hours. Now I think I'm going to stay up to write my thoughts on Vegas for
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And that's a wrap for me. Restful weekend to all. I'll eventually make it to bed in my lovely leopard-print two-piece. Note to self: try to drag out the leopard print sheet set tomorrow. Must match!