I feel like Earl, I’ve got a big ol’ list going. I’m taking tomorrow (almost today) today yesterday off, and originally had planned for the day to be filled with nothing. Except a couple hours at a local day spa. Unfortunately, said day spa? Had a water line break and they are delaying their re-opening by at least another week, so all appointments are canceled. Disappointed doesn’t even cover it. So instead, I thought I’d seize the day & get stuff done. We’ll see how that goes. I made a list, I’m going to intersperse doing things on it with just enjoying the r&r, and clearing off the DVR. I’ve gotten whipped into a political frenzy all over again and I need to take a break from it, because I get really riled up. I know, your imaginations just had to stretch so far on that one.
Obviously, it’s taken me some time to even get this written, since I started it Thursday night & it’s now Saturday midday! I did get some things crossed off my list, but my main project is still in-progress, filling the latest Loopy Ewe order for more DPN holders. This will be the last of the monsters, it seems – I’d gotten them on clearance a couple of times, and now they’re nowhere to be found. However, Sheri did add monkeys to the order, so they may be the new monster. :) The devil duckies will certainly continue to be a staple. My fingers are sore from all the elastic stringing, and I need to print off more labels & cut them up.
In other news, I had THE most phenomenal experience at Bath & Body Works, the same place I witnessed a near race war last year (I knew, just KNEW, I’d blogged about something wonky there last Thanksgiving). I’m not linking because I’m lazy and it’s not terribly pertinent to the story. It turns out, I was being helped by the store manager, but she had the grand idea to allow me to split my purchases up into smaller purchases, so i could get a proffered free item (which I was buying multiples of) more than once. For sake of storytelling, let’s say it’s a tube of lotion. If you spend $15, the lotion is free. (And it puts the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again!) Well, I wanted lots of lotion, and lots of presents and lots of antibacterial soap. So she broke my purchases up into smaller groups, and I ended up having, um, quite a few transactions! I was clever enough to use several charge cards, as I figured any credit card company seeing multiple, under-$20 purchases would immediately put my card on lockdown. Add to all of this an additional 15% off with my Back in the Swing card. I sent an email last night to B&BW corporate because she was truly that great. However, I am on the verge of OD’ing on “Creamy Nutmeg Home Fragrance.” Actually, anything that can obscure the scent of Tripper’s farts is ok in my book…. he’s lethal today.
Now I’m trying to find a new skin for my Firefox, because whatever in hell I’ve done to the fonts on this computer are totally fubarred. They are legible, but they look kind of fuzzy and make me feel like I used to before I had Lasik. Only now if I squint, the type makes me feel drunk, instead of becoming clearer. GAH. I just tried to download one and it’s yelling at me that the file is corrupt. Drunk, angry stupid computer. Did you know there’s a “Pimpzilla” theme? And as entranced as I can get by all the shiny fun images and icons and buttons, there’s this cranky 92-year old in my head that’s barking, “Just give me the damn thing so I CAN SEE IT!” I don’t want to have to decipher what a curved bumblebee actually means in my fucking toolbar! Oh Joy. I just refreshed & have “Camifox” installed, and I can see that this is an overall Windows setting I fubarred, not FF. FUCK. You know, it’s not the major stuff that melts the glue in our seams, it’s the small, higgledy-piggledy stuff, the little pieces that are like midges or gnats, circling and moving just out of range while we flail wildly, appearing to the casual observer that we’ve completely gone off our rockers and are channeling Hunter S. Thompson on a mesculine binge. A quick help search turns up this page, which I immediately notice has a typo, and it only makes me crazier. You’d think Microsoft would figure out “Widows” might be a common screw up, and a search/replace might be a good thing. (let’s insert another crazy yelp right here, shall we? The damned dog is still farting.) OMG, I might have fixed it. It’s not perfect, but it’s not blurry, either.
I might need a nap. Or a drink. Or both. Definitely an oxygen mask. SHEESH, Tripper.
Pictures & whatnot later. I can’t handle much more wrasslin’ right now….