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"What Would Jeeves Do?" and, yay, I'm good at my job! :)
Well, he might have thought about it for half a second before sticking the sticky side of the sticker to the sticky side of the magnetic material. However, with the help of the scissors I now have an only slightly skewed looking "What Would Jeeves Do?" magnet for my fridge. I got the magnetic stuff months ago and it's been hanging out on the fridge, waiting patiently for me to stick thing on it. Meanwhile the "What Would Jeeves Do?" sticker had been stuck to the fridge with yet another magnet. It seemed like it was hight time to join the two in holy matrimony, in the manner in which Cafe Press should have done it but did not. Now I'm trying to restrain myself from buying the button. I like the design on the sticker better, but a button can be worn out and around, anytime, and lasts longer than a t-shirt. It's a better buy.
Hey, yeah, I did not go back to sleep. I realized as soon as I crawled under the quilt that what I really wanted was to get warm. Why don't they turn on the damned heat around here?? So I read for a while, then had a hot shower, made tea and breakfast, and now I feel much better.
I read more of "Strangers." I seem to be finding insights on myself in it.
Oh, also, I need to be squeeful! How could I come so close to forgetting? I had a test yesterday over that training I just took, and I apparently did very well. I would like to tell you why, but I think it might be too complicated. I guess the simplest thing to say is that I recognized things in the x-ray images which I thought everyone should, but the trainer said most people don't.
. . .
I just realized that the pepper plant on my desk is crawling with white flies. I took it into the bathroom and pinched as many as I could, and crushed the dirt beneath the plant, but I knew I didn't get all of them. And when I went to put it back I realized there were probably hundreds on that part of my desk. Again, I wiped up as many as I could, but I could see them flying up like dust motes. *shudder* I'm all creeped out, right now. And late for work.
bye.
Hey, yeah, I did not go back to sleep. I realized as soon as I crawled under the quilt that what I really wanted was to get warm. Why don't they turn on the damned heat around here?? So I read for a while, then had a hot shower, made tea and breakfast, and now I feel much better.
I read more of "Strangers." I seem to be finding insights on myself in it.
Oh, also, I need to be squeeful! How could I come so close to forgetting? I had a test yesterday over that training I just took, and I apparently did very well. I would like to tell you why, but I think it might be too complicated. I guess the simplest thing to say is that I recognized things in the x-ray images which I thought everyone should, but the trainer said most people don't.
. . .
I just realized that the pepper plant on my desk is crawling with white flies. I took it into the bathroom and pinched as many as I could, and crushed the dirt beneath the plant, but I knew I didn't get all of them. And when I went to put it back I realized there were probably hundreds on that part of my desk. Again, I wiped up as many as I could, but I could see them flying up like dust motes. *shudder* I'm all creeped out, right now. And late for work.
bye.
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