G and I are on vacation. For a whole week. Ostensibly. Or, supposedly. See... he's been working ever since he came home Friday which makes it kinda hard to, you know, PLAN anything, and each plan we've made has met an untimely demise within hours (either because of said work or your garden variety bad luck) so as of yet the only deviation from normal everyday life is his working from home, semi-nude, with a cocktail instead of a coffee. An improvement over cubicle life sure, but not a fucking vacation.
However tomorrow we hope, we pray, we will actually get to disappear for a few days. Jinxes be damned, see you next week.
Posted by Antigeist at July 26, 2005 05:34 PMI always loved the phrase "garden variety." It's so... genteel.
You kids get out of town and enjoy yourselves, or I'll -- okay, I have nothing with which to threaten you. But get out and have fun.
Posted by: Chico at July 27, 2005 11:43 AMWhat exactly is semi-nude? Either you are nude or you aren't.
Posted by: Larry at July 27, 2005 12:43 PMI'm tired of weeing those once a week, one case of wine buyers, that's not a good customer... the guy who comes in 3 times a day for a Pint of vodka at 99. cents / oz. now that's a good customer!
Buy the way, "New Release" San Giuseppe White... Pinot Grigio!
Posted by: Max Tannin at July 30, 2005 02:47 PM