I'm Boring.

I have come to the conclusion that I drink way too much beer. I wanted beer and eggs for breakfast this morning, but we were out of eggs so I settled for just beer... But hey! At least it's good beer! We still have some Four + Rype beer (which was ok, but not great), half a case of Dogfish Head Indian Brown (this one is.... I don't know. I'm not a huge fan, but J likes it a lot), and I got a case of Smuttynose Winter Ale yesterday. The Smutty is awesome. Much tastier than their Summer Ale... Last weekend we tried Corsendonk Abbey Ale (I liked it, J didn't), Abita Purple Haze (meh...), Strongbow Cider (tasty!), Belhaven Scottish Pub Ale (can't remember...), Breckenridge Vanilla Porter (tasty!), Dogfish Head Palo Santo (gave us both seriously bad heartburn), Dogfish Head Raison D'Etre (tasty!), and Dogfish Head Midas Touch (I love it, but it makes my stomach hurt every single time I drink it). I am quickly becoming a beer snob.

I haven't been able to knit lately because my hands and fingers have been killing me when I get home from work. Typing all day is evil... I'm almost done with Hilja, almost done with J's scarf that has taken forever to finish because it's boring, and I need to cast on for the second zombie sock. I'm hoping to finish Hilja this weekend so I can wear it next week. It's possible that J's scarf will be done in time for him to wear it at least once, but it's not looking like that will happen...

I'm craving a strange mixture of Japanese food and Basque food today. I want Basque stew, but I also want sushi. Pfft. So I settle for oatmeal... Which has now made me want chocolate malt-o-meal. Damn.

Idiots in the Snow

Sometimes the stress really isn't worth the paycheck. The last week has been absolute torture, and I am really sick of being treated like shit. I don't sit around the office all day with my thumb up my ass just waiting on the next last minute project that you forgot to get to me.

I hate the snow, but I hate it even more when it's snowing sideways.

This is my hell. Welcome.

Despite being snowed in, today has been the Monday from hell. After not sleeping last night (finally got to sleep just in time to be scared shitless by exploding manhole covers... never got back to sleep after that), battling my work laptop all day, orchids trying to commit suicide by diving off of their perching spot (yes, orchids perch on things when it's too cold on the windowsill for them), the cat flipping out and trying to attack me from behind my work laptop, and trying to read my boss's mind all day, I decided to play some STO and blow some shit up . So I turned my PC on and heard the clickety-clack of death from my hard drive. Nice. Now I get to buy a new hard drive, back everything up, change it all out, and hope that all of my programs and files make it this time. Oh, but I can't afford to even think about doing that until my next payday, which is in another week and a half. Awesome. Thumbs up. Let's just add in all of my ex's, a yappy dog, moth chewed yarn, and some balut. Welcome to my own personal hell!