February 06, 2008
Wandom Wednesday Wamblings
I'm so focused on anticipating when they're going to close the office, I can't entertain naught but 30-second thoughts.
There's an episode of "America's Next Top Model" on tonight! Apparently, it's a Best Of compilation from past seasons. All our favorite drama! Which means they'll have plenty of Jade, and they MUST include "Bitch poured beer in my weave!" Classic television.
In the parking garage this morning, I saw a bumper sticker that said, "Gun Control means using both hands." Awwwwwwwwwww, yeeeeaaaahhhhhhh! Have I mentioned that I am dead-on with a BB gun?
Little known fact about Wenchie -- I used to have shooting contests with the boys down the road and whupped their asses. Their Dad called me Calamity Jane. Of course, after seeing HBO's "Deadwood," I'm more convinced it was as much for the colorful way she expressed herself as for her trick shooting.
Well, the snow is doing lots of blowing around but not enough accumulating for my aspirations. I aspire to go the hell home, snowblow the driveway, and take a nap. I find that if I set my goals reeeeaaaaally, really low, I don't often disappoint myself. It's a good system, and I'm sticking to it.
This weekend, Husband and I are trekking up to Door Co. They're supposed to have single-digit weather there, so we're bringing lots of movies. And books. And KY.
"But Wenchie," you're asking. "You can read and screw and watch movies at home. Why go all the way up north?"
Because Husband and I are so compulsive that if we're not physically removed from the things we have to do, we will not sit down and relax. Also? The dogs are annoying. It's nice to get away from The Evil Incarnate That Is Stella.
Lunch time!