What she got
Scribing at 4:45 a.m. on 2004-08-25
Oh, ok! Sorry! Sorry!
I assumed that people would just, in some bizarre psychic way, know what the hell I was talking about.
See, the Diva has been obsessing for like, a month .. about this potential job promotion/new position that is opening up when her bosslady leaves. The obsessing reached a fevered peak day before yesterday, culminating in a shortish burst of screaming 'FUCK YOU!' and "KISS MY ASS" and other tender sweet declarations of love for me over and over again while twitching violently and nearly careening down the stairs. Well, either that, or she has latent Tourette's .. which could be fun in measured amounts I suspect.
We have gone through roughly a month of obsession over this job thing. And let me tell you, peanuts, it ain't been no fun in the House Of Gnomad. I mostly just sit and listen and nod, until I started to look like one of those lil things you see on the back deck of your grandmama's car with their little heads on springs. I met her at the door with alcohol. I watched the movies that she wanted to watch. I petted, crooned, soothed, and went downstairs for things even after I was already in bed. I did everything I could think of that might feature into the 'Good Husband Book'.
But *raising head to the sky*
*shouting*
SHE GOT THE JOB!
We have mutually agreed that our humble abode with be an obsessing-free zone for the next .. oh. Wait. We didn't set a time limit. DAMN!
Do you think 20 years is too long? I am willing to negotiate down to as little as 19.
Now .. if we could just find a way to pay our BILLS .. ooo. Life would be good then.
*getting all misty* And I'm so proud of Science-Girl for getting a 'hottie babe' mention and pic on Trance Jen's page, I could just .. uh .. do something you do when you're really surprised and happy. Trust me on this. It's like a brush with fame, peanuts. We just had dinner with the hottie babe and her man-unit (who I think was totally robbed by not being featured as a hottie man unit, because hey, I saw some of those pics.) and there she is in all her glory on the internet. You gotta like that.
Yeesh. So ... that's what all the yelling was about. Sorry. My bad.
And how cool is this? My two favorite googles for people ending up on my page this time around were 'chloroform kidnappings' (oh FABULOUS!) and "why i hate comerica park ok?" *snicker* I love this.
