Noisy neighbor

Yesterday after work:

Me: Oh, S, I meant to tell you - I slipped a note under J's door the other night, so if she...

S: Let me guess what it was about. TV?

Me: Yeah. She already whined to you, huh?

S: She came up and asked if I knew who did it - she said she asked the guy on the other side of her and "just knew it couldn't be Carrie."

Me: It sure as hell could be Carrie if she's kept up all frigging night long.

*snort*

Yeah, I did the anonymous note thing. I don't trust myself not to be a really big witch when talking to the woman on a good day, let alone about a subject like that.

The TV's been off or quiet for two nights now...ahhhhhhhh.

Shoot.

I just realized the folder containing my stories is still sitting on my desk. Wouldn't be a big deal, except there is a handwritten page (prolly 1.5 typed) waiting to be transcribed. Bah. I hate that. I suppose I'll have to see if I can recreate.

Stopped at Bliss on the way to the bus stop for a friend's birthday gift. Man, I love that store. I again walked away with 6 free mini bath fizzies. I won't really use them myself, I don't think, but they're great little gifts.

So, about a 50/50 way to end the week. ;)

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I'm kind of bored.

Psych

Oh, man, could Gus get any cuter? A. Dor. Able.

I think this is the first show involving sci fi cons I've seen that didn't piss me off.

"And what are you doing to George's chi? Touching it and whatnot?"