Monday has never, and probably will never be my favorite day of the week. I have been fighting a cold for like, oh, two weeks and am just so tired and achy today. Everyone at work keeps passing this plague back and forth to each other, and today’s casuality is the Director of the group. Meh.
My annoying officemate (from here on out referred to as VBI, for she is Very Busy and Important) talked for two damn hours straight about her adventures in house buying this weekend. I so totally don’t care. Meh.
VBI also wants to hook me up with someone who is a) looking for a wife, b) the mother of his future children and c) a great cook and d) a nice girl. I’m …pretty much 0/4 there with his qualifications, and my comments about womb renting and the Zero Population Growth Movement hopefully put paid to any matchmaking plans. I’m not and hopefully will not actually spawn my own children, and am perfectly content to dote on nieces and nephews. “Oh, but when you meet the right man, you’ll totally feel differently!” Bitch, please. *snorts* VBI annoys me. Meh.
Yesterday or today is Brother-Out-Law’s birthday, so we’re doing pulled pork BBQ somewhere in greater Seattle for dinner. My sister is vegan, and the only meat allowed in the house is the occasional special event piece of salmon. This should be interesting, but really, I just want to go home, curl up and go to bed. Clutching a skein of my new Sundara Silky Merino, naturally.
So you can see why today is very much a Monday Meh sort of day.
Hrmph.
But mmm, pulled pork! (says the former vegetarian…)
Comment by Andrea — Tuesday, 21 April, 2009 @ 6:32 AM