9:34a

Cankles.

The bitch has cankles.

Last night Jenn and I went to Fred Meyer to check out pricing on the dining room set that we’re going to get if we can offload this old one we’re using. Of course, when we got there we found that they still had the chairs we like but the table wasn’t there. I don’t know if they were just out of stock or if they no longer carry them. Bah.

We just did an hour’s worth of review, and now it’s time to get moving.

11:03a

Okay, she just asked me what I’ve been typing, so I told her - my blog stuff. Then she wanted to know where my web site was, so I told her. I don’t know if she’ll ever get here, but if she does, here’s my message to her:

I don’t necessarily think you’re a *bad person* per se, but you are exceptionally demanding and attempt to cover up your annoying habits with faux kindness. The world does not revolve around you, and saying you’re sorry about it doesn’t make it better, it makes you bitchy.

So. That’s that.

We’re skipping labs, so moving quickly. Maybe I can get out early.

12:43p

We’re out early! Yay, me!