The mousehole

*stretch*
Eight hours at work. They let me use the big steamy machine today, which was exciting. No work again until next Wednesday.

Substituting calories for sleep so I can go dance in Ballard tonight. I need to figure out what time that starts.

Today, at the garden, the compost heap spontaniously ignited. Now, I am wet and covered in composty ash and smell of smoldering, half rotted plant material. It also rained. Lots, and very hard.

Can't sleep, so what am I doing? I'm writing out various forms of code for my Brownies! I'm a dork. Can I relay that to you in either Morse code or flagged Semaphore? Yes!

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I am now authorised to write on cups. Whee! Still can't use the big espresso machine thing, though.

Things in the back yard keep making tree-breaking sounds, and I can hear branches skipping over the roof. This should prove to be an interesting evening. Good thing we've got the wood stove and all know how to cook on open fire.

I love watching flocks of birds wheel in the wind. It looks so joyful.

I am becoming more and more intrigued by a certain prospect. I shall be very interested to discover the outcome.

I spent four hours today on company payroll. All four were spent being trained on equipment I will never use and in procedures I will never use.

Early morning tomorrow. Off to shower now so as to not battle darling brother for use of the bathroom in the morning.

Six hours of computer based training. My brain is fried.

Made gingerbeer. It is tastey. Also made gingerbread. It is also tastey.

Driving home from a friend's place, I listened to part of the Compline service on the radio. Liturgical chant is so luscious.

Fantastic. I am allergic to my windows, which means I can take benedryl and breathe but have fuzz brain, or I can think straight but be itchy and not really breathe.

Babysat the Lassies last night. Good gods, I dislike high school drama.

Dance last night was fun.

Sears has no decent or attractive clothing. For that matter, they also have nothing below a size 12.

I am employed! Huzzah!

I want to go make a pie, but there's a man tuning the piano.