Underpants underpants

So I’m making my shopping list for Target. The problem is that I keep thinking of this that I need from target and not writing them down and now I am going because everything is critically low (toothpaste, conditioner, deodorant etc) and lately I haven’t been doing things until the critical point (my car refused to even register the lack of miles left in my gas tank last night). So i’m trying to make my list and I know I am forgetting something super important (you forgot the fucking crown jewels again?? asstard!!). ANYWAY! I need underpants and I have to put that on my list but I know if I write anything liek that on the list one of my coworkers will see it and then it would be all “heather needs underpants!!!” and “wwwooooooo why do you need new underpants?” or even worse “you wear underpants? i thought girls wore panties!”.
Most people would tell you to write something in code, but I know if i write something in code I will find myself wandering the aisles of Target trying to figure out what the fuck i meant by ‘Stampeedums!’ or ‘chiblettes’. My solution was to write the brand name of my underpants on the list…but what is it…what brand underpants do i buy? they come in a 3 pack…I can picture the tag on the front left side of the panties..i can see the tag…WHAT DOES IT SAY???
20 minutes I sat here trying to remember the brand of underpants I wore. I could go to the bathroom but I knew I would remember the name halfway dow to the door and there’s something not quite right about someone who gets so close to the bathroom and then decides to not use it. I freak my coworkers out enough without them pondering my bathroom issues.
Then I remembered and it went on the list!
Most people get paid to do work…
I didn’t eat lunch today which means I will buy more snack food than I should. David asked me if I would be creating a meal of the snack food I bought and I said “yes”. I’m not going to lie. I go to a semi-ghetto Target now, they don’t have the double swank new ass Targets that have groceries but aren’t Super Targets.
Which reminds me, I need to go grocery shopping soon. I need kale. I gave someone a recipe for kale risotto today and I was thinking about it then David mentioned kale and I knew it was time to stock up on the leafy greens. Go me.

eat more

It was one of those stupid busy mornings. Everyone was asking for something and I couldn’t just sit at my desk and do my fidgety busy work. My boss kept asking me to do things, then he asked if my fidgety busy work was near completion and I pointed out that I could only really work on FBE when he wasn’t asking me to do other things.
Slightly relatedly…I will happily order food for any departmental function, however, if you feel the need to complain about the price or ask me for cheaper, lower quality food, i will tell you to do it yourself. I KNOW what the budget is for food for departmental functions. We do not exceed this budget. If you want Pizza Hut pizza then YOU pick the pizzas. I’ll call, but that’s it.
We were so busy i was an hour late calling davidusan. Damn.
Also, had I known the sad, pouty face worked on my boss as well, i’d have employed it YEARS ago. Seriously! It was like magic.
Okay, so, party in august, texas in september, NYC in October. How does that sound? Sounds perfect.
okay, later, we talk about toys.

fuck potato

am I seriously arguing with someone about the origin of the word ‘pissant’? I am!
Are my dogs the best dogs ever? THEY ARE!
Ghengis sleeps with his head hanging over the arm of the sofa. I never have my camera by me when he does this. He looks like a little drunk puppy sleeping it off. He’s sleeping with his eyes open, too. Creepy!
So I have at least 3 people with their plane tickets booked and possibly 2 more that really shouldbook their tickets (hint….hint….). I’m totally getting stuck on details…”this person lands at this time, I get off work at this time, that’s exactly 5 hours to eat something and bake a cake…if we go to the mall and eat dinner at this place we have this much time to cook until person lands!”
I get stuck on details!
aaaagh.
Also, now is not the time to shift from insomnia to whatever the opposite of insomnia is. Not narcolepsy, i’m not falling asleep at inopportune times (like SOMEBODY), I’m just sleeping a lot. All I want to do is sleep.
Maybe I have Trypanosomiasis!!! (god I love the internet).
Today I pickedup some doggie pheromones that might help maddie with the anxiety. I’m not holding out too much hope with this one. I think stuff like this works with people because the power of suggestion is really strong, but I can’t really suggest to my dog that this should work. I can hope, though.
Otherwise it’s puppy prozac. Or a behaviorist.
yeah, not so much to write, i’m off to bed.

Stab stab stab

a block from the house I get a stabbing pain in my skull. Manage to park the car, get inside and take pain killers. I try to look at cook books for party food ideas and fall asleep. The dogs curl up with me and I dream about drunk driving, the largest dinner ever made for a family reunion and shunning reconciliation.
Now i’m groggy and slow, my head still hurts, though not as sharply as before. David’s getting dinner for me. Sweet guy, that david.
Talked with the vet for a long time today. We’re set on a plan for Maddie, starting slow with easier treatments including peanut butter and pheromones, and working our way up as needed. She assures me that this is not surprising given what Maddie’s been through. I totally figured getting an adult dog would be easier than a puppy. No housetraining, no teething, no obnoxious jumping when you are trying to snuggle with your boy. Yeah, we don’t have those issues, we have others that are equally as time consuming.
Also, I have to set her up with an opthamologist to get her eyes looked at.
For the first time ever I saw her choose a toy and play with it tonight. It’s a remnant of a stinky dinosaur. Ghengis is jealous as that was one of his favorites (though he never plays with it anymore). Now they are play-fighting over it. Not only does it make him crazy to see her playing with his toy, he just can’t stand that she’s playing alone and not with him.
Jackasses
Two people were shot and killed at the end of the block where I work. I feel so ghetto. Initial reports made it sound like a botched robbery which upset a lot of people on campus since we sort of regularly (not so regularly but often enough) have people mugged at gunpoint as they leave campus. More than one of my coworkers has dealt with this. Now it looks like this was more of a work related/inside job sort of murder. It has nothing to do with the campus or my coworkers.
Normally I can’t hear outside noises in my house, it’s sealed up too tight and insulated too well. This morning the thunderstorm to end all thunderstorms woke me up and scared the shit out of me. Not so cool.
Alright banjoheads, i’m off to put my head down and await my dinner.