my tupperware full of balsamic-dressed spinach salad. stinky.
alas, i was lunchless. but miracle of miracles the lack of lunch was corrected by an unexpected free lunch for all employees! woot!
later, the whole school went on a field trip to see king tut today. he's still dead.
and my spirits were lifted by the introduction of a new song to faculty choir. (yes, i am in the faculty choir. i sing like an angel. a very very naughty angel.)
*sings and tries to control urge to shimmy shake* this thing called love... i just can't handle it... this thing called love... i must get around to it... i ain't ready (empahsis on ready) for the crazy little thing called love.
*opens jeweled capelet, bows and half sneers* thank you-- thank you very much.
we are also singing leonard cohen's hallelujah, some hebrew round (you'd think being all jew-like i would be more interested, but meh), and the theme from peter gunn. you are totally jealous.
and then came the following interaction:
me: um, your excellency? supreme and all powerful ChoirLeader? it appears that i have misplaced my sheet music. i fear i may have left it at home. *meek voice* do you have one i could borrow? please don't smite me.
ChoirLeader: sure, cool. here you go. (he's so agreeable! i could just squish him!)
me: i'm really sorry. it's just so early, i forgot. sooooo early. y'all are lucky i remembered to put clothes on.
male coworker who reads my blog: hehehe. *looks around mischeivously*
me: you can say it. i worked in a restaurant. nothing you could say will bother me.
male coworker: i mean it in a flattering way.
me: *blush* this will so be on the internet later...
when i realized this coworker reads my blog there was a brief moment wherein i was a little concerned that i might embarrass myself, but then i remembered i have no shame, and all was well again.
besides, it's not like i write anything i might not want my coworkers to see.
have a good weekend! only 5 more shopping days till my birthday!
and still no digital camera...