Oh swirlogirl... we are soul sisters.

*ack* I'm home sick. I went in to work and felt just too icky, so now I'm home again. I did check enough of my e-mails to get this Happy Chinese New Year link, though.
So Friday, before the big show, we should go out for Chinese to celebrate the Year of the Goat/Ram/Sheep.

Ok, Ok... no one was hitting on me (or hitting me) at the bar. No one wanted to smooch on me who isn't my husband. My last post was really more in the "Kicking and Screaming" vein of: I gotta go fuck a freshman. Yeah, me too.
So sorry if I confused you all.
Actually, yesterday I finished the Chinese New Year newsletter for work. It was a much bigger job than I had anticipated, and I'm glad to be done. We're having a big cleaning/New Year's party day on Friday, which means we can dress extra casual. This means, apparently, anything goes - except, of course, bibs. My company is insane.
To further my point, today I got really good news at work, that I'll tell anyone about (in person) who asks, but I'm going to hold off on posting about it for awhile- probably until after the 5th for sure. So...if you're not one of those people I'm likely to see in the next two or three weeks and your just dying to know, drop me an e-mail.
Now I should put some food in my food-hole and get back to work. "Shut your noise-hole, taco human!" is such a great line. I should use it more often! Note to DerK: there's an Invader Zim ring tone for our phones.... tee hee.

So - I was all set to post about my day, but thought I'd read everyone else's blogs first and then I realized that now, if I write about my day, everyone will just assume I'm copying David. And my grandma is really short.

Dilemma dilemma. Everyone knows how much I want a Mini, and with the new financing news *thanks DerK* that would even be possible. We could again be a 2-car payment household. However, after a lovely excursion to the Goodwill this afternoon with UPB and OP, I'd have to say that I'd be pretty hard-pressed to give up the trusty hatch-back. In addition to one kick-ass pair of boots purchased by yours truly, one lucky someone picked herself up a new chair for her sparse living room. Said chair, while small as far as chairs go, would never, ever fit in the back of a Mini. Even with the seats folded down, I'm pretty sure. So you see my problem. I enjoy being able to haul around huge piles of crap, or large pieces of furniture, but I also want to own the smallest car ever. Maybe I just need to get me one of dem trailer thingies. Then I'll join the Otter Street Fishing Club. All in favor?

Oh, and search for "kids christmas drawrings" and I'm #1. Huh. Luckily, I didn't post a link to the "kids suck at art" link DerK posted, otherwise I'm pretty sure whomever was doing the searching would have been sorely disappointed. Or happy. Who can say?

Look!! I've got a new cousin! geeeee! so cute!!!

While some people continue to slack off, others have evidently listed "post to my blog" on their lists of New Year's Resolutions. Happily for me, one of them is my auntie, ie Mozybot.Yay!
I know that it's just lame to talk about the weather, but I'm done with this whole winter thing. Having no snow sucks. But having snow sucks, too. And it should be against the law to be forced to leave your house when it's this cold. Has no one heard of telecommuting? What year is this? Look! I could be working right now, right here, in front of my beloved space heater! But noooo.
And tonight, rather than stay in the warm coziness (Ok, who am I trying to kid? the relatively cool unless you're piled in blankets-ness) of my house, I'm going to the Polish jamborie. Which is to say, OP and Jen and I are going to the Rail (yes, you read that right) for polka night. I'm certain it will be something to behold. I'm really looking forward to seeing what the she-male wears to such an event. I should bring my camera. Some of you (the unfortunate ones) know who I mean. One word: ew. Possibly two words: ew ew. One can't help but stare and wonder, "Exactly what is that? It has a beard, but it's wearing a dress... I'm so confused." Then, in hushed tones, you learn - she/it has given birth. She/it has children, even grandchildren. Wow.
I'm telling you, my blankets and space heater are sounding better and better. Unfortunately, after this weekend, I've probably used up my "blowing off my friends to stay inside" quota for the year. Unless I, too, want to be considered a hermit. So... here I go. At least my next post will have some content.

Sorry to all those out-of-towers and in-towners that I missed this weekend. We were hosting the famous (infamous?) Shan and her guy on Saturday night. Catching up seems to take us a while, what with the near-constant laughter, so we didn't end up hitting the sack until much MUCH past our normal bedtimes. Needless to say, I was a giant piece of poo on Sunday, slept away most of the afternoon, and screwed my sleep cycle up entirely. Also, I'm a giant slacker and didn't go to work today. I've actually been battling with my body in more ways than one lately, and I won't use this forum to bore/disgust you, but today was not such a great day to be me, comfort-wise.
I'm feeling much better and looking forward to the mounds and mounds of work that await me for tomorrow. Yay work! Maybe I'll get some more jokes from my nice mandarin-speaking friends.
Oh, and I'm totally going to Japan with Shannon.

Here's a little humor-spans-the-globe moment. I got the following from a woman I work with in Singapore. Enjoy.
My dear Jagjit,

I am in a well here and hoping you are also in a well there.
I'm writing this letter slowly, because I know you cannot read fast.

We don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the
newspaper that most accidents happen 20 miles from home, so we moved 20
miles.

I won't be able to send the address as the last Sardar who stayed
here took the house numbers with them for their new house so they
would not have to change their address.

Hopefully by next week we will be able to take our earlier address plate
here, n that our address will remain same too. This place is really nice.

It even has a washing machine, situated right above the toilet I'm not sure
it works too well. Last week I put in 3 shirts, pulled the chain and haven't
seen them since.

The weather here isn't too bad. It rained only twice last week.
The first time it rained for 3 days and second time for 4 days.
The coat you wanted me to send you, your Aunt said it would be a little
too heavy to send in the mail with all the metal buttons, so we cut them
off
and put them in the pocket.

Your father has another job. He has 500 men under him.
He is cutting the grass at the cemetery.

By the way I took Bahu to our club's poolside.
The manager is Badmash.
He told her that two piece swimming suit is not allowed in his club.
We were confused as to which piece should we remove?

Your sister had a baby this morning.
I haven't found out whether it is a girl or a boy,
so I don't know whether you are an Aunt or Uncle.

Your uncle, Jetinder fell in the nearby well.
Some men tried to pull him out, but he fought them off bravely and drowned.
We cremated him and he burned for three days.

Your best friend, Balwinder, is no more.
He died trying to fulfill his father's last wishes.
His father had wished to be buried in the sea after he died.
And your friend died while in the process of digging a grave for his
father.

There isn't much more news this time. Nothing much has happened.

Love Mom.

P.S : Jagjit, I was going to send you some money but by the time I
realized, I had already sealed off this letter

Mrs. Jones in the hiz-ouse!! Rock! Woooo-hooo! Can I get an AMEN?
So... I'm a little excited by my sis's news, what can I say? How about... wanna pretend we're buyers and go down to the Chicago gift show? I wonder if my business card (which says Assisant Buyer) would get me in? Hmmm. It's at the end of the month. We could look at all the cool stuff, turn our noses up at my former co-workers, and have a generally good time. Let me know what you think! I could even take Monday off (maybe... I have to check the schedule at work...) Again... woooo!!!
Other than that, I'm kicking butt at work today. Three seasons in one day... sounds like the beginning of a song, if you ask me. Oh wait, that's four. Whatever.
It's lunch, so I should probably eat something. Yep. Getting right on that. Then I have to get gas before I go back to work, so I don't have to do it after the sun goes down. Brrrr. Thank God for heated mattress pads, that's all I'm going to say.
New Gilmore Girls tonight. Yay! Such a good day :)

My oh my, how lazy I've become.
Tied for first thing I should say would be #1 Happy Birthday DerK. I tried to send you a text message to your new sexy phone... I have no idea if it worked or not. I'm hoping it did, cause that would be kinda cool. And #1 Go Shaft. You da MAN. And, in your new position, you actually kind of are the man. I hope this doesn't cause too much internal conflict, what with you hating da man and all.
I am brokey in my back, and started to feel all fluish today at work. S, who has been out sick on and off all week told be to blame Clown Bonnie, who was only sick Monday and Tuesday, and didn't come into work sick like S did, but I thought it was pretty funny for her to try to put the blame on CB (which, btw, is a perfect 2nd nickname for Clown Bonnie, if ever she needs one... she looks kinda like a cb using kinda gal).
So tonight I took a bath, trying to fix my back so I'll be ready to party cowgirl-style tomorrow evening. I'm looking forward to it already. Alas, I have no cowboy hat. I will make due with one of UPB's sexy western shirts. And I bet B'Gosh has some wheat I can borrow. (that's a joke for the sexy people, and by sexy, I mean skanky).
And now it is bed time... yep. You heard me. I'm going to be early tonight because I have it on good authority that that is one way to relieve the feelings of the tiredness. Sounds crazy, but I'm willing to give it a go. 'Night all. See you on the morrow.

Is a post with no content better than no post at all?
Nothing is new. Work is the same. Packers can't win when it matters. My tree is still up. I still have dirty laundry.
I did shovel today. And I got to have a nice conversation with my neighbor, Mr Brinkman. Life is good. (ah.... the sarcasm is strong with this one)