It has been a helluva week.
I had really hoped today would be easy. I mean, I went to GREAT LENGTHS to make today easy. And I had lunch plans! That involved sushi!
And, as could be predicted, it went to hell in a handbasket. Everyone’s in SUCH an ugly mood around here. It’s horrible.
And no sushi. None. (Monday, right?)
At this risk of looking majorly clingy, I read this post today and it made me guffaw. The clingy part is where we emailed further AND I added her to my Google Links AND now I’m linking to her in this post. I swear I’m not clingy. I’m a redhead, after all.
So while we were temporarily evicted, my second (and final, now) month of my pre-packaged food diet came in. I have a bone to pick about this that I realized as I unpacked my next month of food. As in most of these kinds of diets, you can pick your meals. I picked what sounded okay to me the first month, and through trial-and-error I’ve learned what I will eat (cheese tortellini and three-cheese chicken pasta) and what I won’t (why did I pick split pea soup?). So I tailored my second month to that knowledge.
THEY STILL SENT ME CRAP I WON’T EAT. I was livid. So instead of lunches ONLY consisting of cheese tortellini and tomato-and-corn chowder, I received ANOTHER two things of split pea soup, chicken a la king, and beef stew. STEW? SERIOUSLY? So, I will not be continuing this. Split pea soup. BLECH.
(In defense of split pea soup, I had some very good split pea soup in the town of Solvang, CA. But I cannot eat it without envisioning The Exorcist.)
In other news, we had a fantabulous rehearsal last night for The Vagina Monologues. If you’re in our lovely little Northern Alabama metro, you should definitely come out to see it in March. I am the angry vagina. And I sure do love saying that.
So, at the risk of BEING clingly (I admit, I do check your blog daily)… where and when might a fellow redhead go to observe The Vagina Monologues? It does sound captivating.
Luckily, I know you. You’re a FABULOUS REDHEAD, all of which renders you unable to be clingy. You are merely curious. (Like how I can make my own reality?)
Here is our link: http://events.vday.org/2008/World/Huntsville_(TVM)
And it is indeed captivating. And more than vagina-owners are invited to attend! I know of quite a few men who come yearly .. I mean, clearly, it’s a great place to pick up chicks.
On the clingy thing? I’ve often felt the same way. Like is it too stalkerish to leave a comment on someone’s blog, add them as a Flickr contact, and start following them on Twitter all in the same day? Where’s the guideline here? I NEED RULES!
I’m SO ready for the weekend. It’s been pretty awful in the area of work for me too. Ick. Bring on Saturday.
This redhead is so going to be there. Now here’s the question… will it be too clingy or stalkerish for me to speak to you afterwards? LOL! I seriously can not believe it’s been almost eleven (holy crap) years. Dude, I got old.