Our job here is done.

[Context: our glass and plastic recyclables are collected every other Friday morning. The last collection, however, was before the holidays.]

syringavulgaris: You really need to put out the cans & bottles tonight, pooky. They're taking over the garage.
audiovile: If someone looked through our garbage, they'd believe we were the most degenerate house in the neighborhood.
syringavulgaris: We've worked hard to become so!

'tis the season

...for diet. So far this week I'm down 4lbs of the holiday gain, which is not bad work, even though I know the first week or two is always a golden and magical time. I'm remembering, though, what a Goddamn pain it is to try and get the carb/protein/fat percentages I'm aiming for. Particularly the protein part, particularly when I've gone to a vegetarian restaurant for lunch. I can usually make it up with protein shakes if need be, but not when I CAN'T FIND THE FUCKING BLENDER BLADES ARGH SMASH KILL

This is in general keeping with today's energies, though, which can best be described as "nibbled to death by ducks". I think I may work late just getting shit sorted out, because then I will still be annoyed but at least there will be the sour satisfaction of accomplishment.

To my lungs: the cough has overstayed its welcome. Please initiate eviction procedures forthwith. Hugs and kisses. --me