The Big DumpTruck

I could use another 3 or 4 days off, but I couldn’t go without being paid. Stinks, really. I have great hope of someday having another full-time job with benefits, paid holidays and vacation time. I’ve been working since June without a vacation, and I’m starting to feel it.

I’d insert a *sigh* here but I’m kind of busy and don’t have time.

We got the Lion King 1.5 this weekend, and it was great. I am SO glad someone told me that it was a whole different take on The Lion King minus the whole “Dad was killed by his brother” thing. I have never been a big fan of the original just because it was so dark that way.

This one is great, funny, and I love the songs. Two thumbs up.

I’sung crunchy praises before, but this is some A+ stuff. I like the funny, you know? But it is a bit liberal, so heads up.

Mr. Crunchy

Boy, a twenty-five degree temperature drop. Just what I like on a weekend. I’m wearing three layers today; for some reason I just can’t get warm. I’d say it was my thyroid going out of whack but I just had my bloodwork done and my meds adjusted a couple of weeks ago. Granted, my Endo, Dr. Blanchard, says that if you go too far the other way with the meds you’ll become symptomatic again, so you can never assume you just need more of whatever medication you’re on.

Nobody else is cold, but that doesn’t surprise me. I’m surrounded by males who run waaaay hotter than I do. Luckily a week or two ago I hit a clearance sale at Filenes and got one of those things that are sort of like a shawl – like a hugely wide scarf. I can wear that and get a little extra warm on the top part of me, where I need it.

It’s so sunny out though, it’s deceiving. I hate to be fooled.

Now how could I ignore the bag in the vending machine that said “T.G.I. Friday’s Mozzarella Snack Sticks (Original Flavor?)

I mean, the picture implies cheese, and I’m wondering what they did to get cheese in the bag.

Gah. God bless the artificial flavor industry, but this is just too odd for words. They’re like Cheese Doodles, but instead of orange, they’re made to look like deep friend mozzarella. And the cheese flavor mimics some kind of real cheese. But every bite made me feel just that much close to death. I’m going to have to give them a B-, which is for interesting look and feel, and some kind of addictive component, but just nothing I’d buy again unless I was feeling low in the salt and powdered cheese department.

Aw man, I didn’t get a single virus message for almost 24 hours and someone just blew it for me.

People, one last time…DON’T OPEN ATTACHMENTS!