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I am... unsafe today
Nov. 10th, 2006 11:41 pmI am having a very clumsy day today.
First thing this morning: need to iron a shirt to wear to work. Proceed to burn my arm on the iron. (Not seriously, though.)
Get to work. Spill coffee on my sweater. Take off sweater to discover that I got peanut butter on the shirt underneath while eating breakfast.
Go home for lunch. Spill soup on the blanket on the couch.
While rinsing soup of the blanket, knock a waterbottle off the bathroom counter, and spill water all over the floor.
Sit back down. Spill soup all over shirt.
Despite all this, it was a good Friday. I got many things finished at work, have the next three days off, and spent the evening curled up on the (Now! Soup-free!) couch with the girl, watching this week's Supernatural, Grey's Anatomy, and the past three weeks' Mercer Reports.
First off, is Supernatural getting spookier, or is it just that I've personally found the past two episodes creepy? (Good--though still about as subtle as Trout--but creepier than usual.)
And. OMG. Rick Mercer went to visit Stephen Harper on the Halloween episode. Now, last time he went to 24 Sussex Drive, Paul Martin was Prime Minister. Together... they went shopping at Canadian Tire, and winter-proofed the windows of the Prime Minister's official residence with that shrink-plastic stuff.
Stephen Harper has quickly become notorious for outright avoiding the press. What did he do? Made Rick Mercer a sandwich. Invited him to stay the night, and lent him flannel jammies with little hockey players on them. Rick Mercer played floor hockey with his kids. And made blanket forts.
Though it hasn't changed my views on Harper as a politician... OMG, it was adorable. I heart Rick Mercer. He is my sekrit TV boyfriend.
First thing this morning: need to iron a shirt to wear to work. Proceed to burn my arm on the iron. (Not seriously, though.)
Get to work. Spill coffee on my sweater. Take off sweater to discover that I got peanut butter on the shirt underneath while eating breakfast.
Go home for lunch. Spill soup on the blanket on the couch.
While rinsing soup of the blanket, knock a waterbottle off the bathroom counter, and spill water all over the floor.
Sit back down. Spill soup all over shirt.
Despite all this, it was a good Friday. I got many things finished at work, have the next three days off, and spent the evening curled up on the (Now! Soup-free!) couch with the girl, watching this week's Supernatural, Grey's Anatomy, and the past three weeks' Mercer Reports.
First off, is Supernatural getting spookier, or is it just that I've personally found the past two episodes creepy? (Good--though still about as subtle as Trout--but creepier than usual.)
And. OMG. Rick Mercer went to visit Stephen Harper on the Halloween episode. Now, last time he went to 24 Sussex Drive, Paul Martin was Prime Minister. Together... they went shopping at Canadian Tire, and winter-proofed the windows of the Prime Minister's official residence with that shrink-plastic stuff.
Stephen Harper has quickly become notorious for outright avoiding the press. What did he do? Made Rick Mercer a sandwich. Invited him to stay the night, and lent him flannel jammies with little hockey players on them. Rick Mercer played floor hockey with his kids. And made blanket forts.
Though it hasn't changed my views on Harper as a politician... OMG, it was adorable. I heart Rick Mercer. He is my sekrit TV boyfriend.
