shaydchara: dirty black keyboard with the F1 key missing (F1)
Back around the beginning of December, a poster with detachable tabs appeared in the kitchen at work. You know the kind: they get stuck on lamp posts and mailboxes outdoors, advertising everything from dog-walking services to bootie boot camp. Tear off the tab with the phone number, and hope you remember what it's for.

Well. These tabs had lightsabers on them. Unfortunately, I didn't snap a pic of the poster, because I figured it was a one-off. But I did snag a lightsaber.

At some point, that poster disappeared, and was replaced by this one: It's dangerous to go alone... )

So of course I had to grab one of those, too.

Then came this one: Here. You'll need this. )

... for some reason, I forgot to grab a towel. I know, I know! What was I thinking?

But I figured it was okay when Morpheus turned up... )

The red pill was more my style, I consoled myself. You didn't need a towel in the matrix.

Finally, the week before Christmas, this appeared: )

At first I snerked. Then I debated the implications and pondered the intent. Finally, I took my lightsaber, LoZ sword, and red pill,

wrote my name on the back, and dropped them in the pouch.

Vacation. During which many things happened, including an 8h visit to the emergency vet on Christmas Day. (Everybody's fine.)

Yesterday, I worked from home. Today, I came in to the office to water the plants, and discovered this on my desk: )

I love this job. I really do. :)
shaydchara: an orange tabby cat sitting beside a t-shirt that says "pen > sword" (pen > sword + Rufus)
Spouse and I have been staying with friends who acquired a puppy about a week before we arrived. Puppy is kind of adorkable, except for the inevitable need to gnaw everything fleshy or otherwise. I had managed to avoid being actually blooded by said puppy, but this morning he dragged a tooth across my wrist and left his mark.

Last night puppy managed to upend an entire bowl of chopped tomatoes, much to his delight. A fast grab meant he only inhaled a half dozen pieces at most.

Needless to say, I have been cured of ever wanting a puppy puppy again. Our pre-trained, 7-year old Chow was a much better fit.


shaydchara: a pen and notebook (Default)
Shay D.

January 2014




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