So I have a bladder infection again, second time in two months. 'tis misery, really. I spent countless minutes in the restroom at work today before I decided: 1) my bathroom at home is 1,000,000,000,000,000,000 times cleaner and 2) I needed to see my doctor, STAT. So I saw the Dr., got the script and am now at home, in jammies, blogging.
Not much happening around here.
I think one of my neighbors has been matched to me in the past on match.com. That is a little bit more than strange. He is better looking in person. Has a nice dog too, Gracie.
I filled the birdfeeders. Watered the garden.
Finished some paperwork due for some grants I have going on. Have a little more to do.
Need to pack for Chicago, leaving tomorrow mid-day for a one day conference on Friday. That ends at 5 p.m. At O'Hare. Color me pleased ... or not.
I may go to IKEA tomorrow night. This pleases me.
Dinner with Sister tonight at Bravo. Yum. Watched the ducks and geese, very peaceful.
Mom and Cousin Kay in town over the weekend. Staying with Sister instead of me. (yeah!!!)
OH, there was something from yesterday I did not report.
Dear God.
One of my coworkers (not named in this blog, nor will he be) and I generally exchange pleasantries. I know him to be a big ol' perv, so I avoid him except for the occasional hello and whatnot. Yesterday, as I walked in, I saw him ahead of me in the hall. I said hello, he said hello, then he started to unbutton his shirt RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. Literally, I got a full frontal of his exceedingly hairy chest. Then he playacted like I wasn't there when I called him on it. Then he made some lame excuse that he had to change into other clothes for work. IN THE HALLWAY>>>> ???? Do You Not Have An Office With A Door???? Sweet Jeebus, why do I always attract the weird fucks?
I may need a stint in therapy after this. I told CCM, A1 and PM about it and they were all suitably aghast. Tom just laughed at me. He said he would have liked to see my face. Well, Tom, my face looked like this: :O I was mortified.
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So PM tells us today that Tom has asked to include the weird fuck from above in our occasional beverage outings. I ixnayed it poste haste, as did A1. As CCM was not in town, she has not voted, but I think she'll be saying 'oh hell no' as well.
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