It would appear that having house guests all week cramps my blogging style. I'm still alive, just haven't sat in front of my laptop all week. I'm sure the shakes, cramps and spontaneous twitching of withdrawal will subside any time now. I'm also a total lame ass when it comes to staying up past 10:00pm on a "school" night.
The LIB has been blown to smithereens this week. Complete shite I tell you. McDonalds, thai, little exercise. Oh it gets better, we're having a pj party on Saturday, the menu includes chocoloate silk pie, 4 cheese lasagna, wine, eggs benedict (breakfast of course), wine, scallops, did I mention wine?
It is so incredibly cold here I'm tempted to go piss in a snowbank just for shits and giggles to see if it freezes before actually hitting the snowbank.
LOST. Oh dear what do I say about Lost? Now we're doing flash sideways. That's excellent. Lost makes me feel as though I should be riding the short bus, and yet I continue to watch it. What is that? Sadomasochist right?
I sit on the board of a non-profit group. The executive director is a great guy and we have worked together on a couple of projects in the past. He makes me piss my pants with laughter. He was in Ottawa at a meeting, left Wednesday afternoon to return at midnight last night. His wife was scheduled for a c-section this morning at 6am. I sent him an email yesterday afternoon and told him we were expecting huge blizzard on the east coast (we're not). What? It was funny. Ok I know, I will burn in hell for my sick, twisted sense of humour. This was the reply I got back from him:
T, thanks for the email. It caused me to rush from my meeting in the middle of the President's presentation to throw up. When I finished wiping the barf from my chin, I checked the weather forecast to discover that you're a lying bitch and with my dying breath I will get you back for this.
PS. I'm kind of chuckling now. You are evil.
Should make the next board meeting interesting, non?
I've been asked to be the College "spokesperson" for a series of news stories that will be running over the next couple of months. My involvement with the organization I referred to above has gotten me into this. Does anyone have any idea how I can "appear" ten pounds lighter on camera? I'll also have to remember not to say fuck. I told the VP who asked me to do this that I would need hair, makeup and wardrobe people along with a small dog with a diamond studded collar that I can carry in my purse. You know, like all the famous girls. He just shook his head at me....
Happy Friday everyone! I hope you all have a wonderfab weekend. Anyone doing anything fun or exciting?
PS. Just got an email from the new dad, "it's a boy... 7lb 7 ounces." I guess the fates were smiling on him and he actually made it to the delivery.