Hey -it's me. I am bored at work. Listening to old Nirvana on my work computer. Presents wrapped, except for the gifts I haven't bought yet. Don't want to work. Did my annual review all day. That stopped the boredom.
My boss ( nice one is back from Mat leave) - took me to a fancy ballroom in the Bay on Queen street. Arcadian Court or something. It was cool to eat in a room with 30 feet Chandliers and stuff. Old ladies wear too much perfume, but it was a good time we had.
I am tired of shopping and wrapping and celebrating. I am going to hide at home tonight and watch TV and eat peanut butter sandwiches in my pjs with my cat, and hopefully my roommate. He leaves for Timmins tomorrow. I leave for the Falls on Saturday. The cat should live for the 3 nights I am leaving him. I know it is only supposed to be 2 - I am horrible... but there is really no one to come and take care of him. Maybe loverboy? i haven't asked him yet. Maybe I will tonight in my forgetting the world exists for a day.
It seems like the mature thing to do. I think I want a cheeseburger too. I just want to go home.
Someone just cut the power off here in my Tower at work. Just do it for me Santa.
I will be good for at least 3 days after this.
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Eating peanut butter sandwiches in your PJs in front of the TV sounds reallllly relaxing and a marvelous way to cope with holiday stressors!
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