Wednes and the terrible horrible no good very bad day

( Why I was late to work this morning )

Work is boring and stupid. Having a film start every single hour means we get no real for a 10-11 hour shift and the day just drags and drags and drags. Plus I couldn't post from the work computer for some reason despite trying 3 times. Something about a missing client...but I've never used an LJ client.

I've been trying to decide about using Spell Check here in LJ. If you are a regular Wednes reader, surely you have noticed that my spelling is marginal and my typing is subpar. That aside, I feel a certain ephemeral attachment to preserving my errors if that makes sense. I mean, you don't go back and edit childhood diaries because you sounded so immature then, that's kind of the point. I am a flawed, imperfect Wednes and my journal reflects that. I don't think there is really any doubt as to what i'm trying to convey. So while I see the importance overall for good spelling and grammar, and proofreading, I am not sure if excessive attention to this in my journal would be a help or a hinderance.

Tomorrow I'm going to a B-day party for the lovely daughter of K and N who is celebrating her very first birthday. That is going to rock steady, because i don't have to buy snacks OR clean up. Plus some of my fave peeps will be there.

Families, Horus and Dead Comforters

Went to a party for the baby known only as "S", who turned one year old sometime recently. Unbeknownst to me, the party contained Grandmas and Grandpa's and not weed and swearing like the kind of parties i normally would attend. Still and all, it was pretty fun. There was tasty food, including macaroni salad with tuna, a Wednes fave. Later on, there was indeed smokery and fine conversation. N's dad, as it happens, is a fasincating cat who seemed to find me interesting enough to talk to. He seems interested in paganism, politics and um...alternative culture.

Around 9:15 or so, N drove me home. We got on the expressway and i'm like "Oh my God!!!" freaking out becuase I see a dead guy lying motionless on the side of the road. Nate asks if he should pull over and I say yes. He checks the thing out while I watch, talking to H on the phone the whole time. Turns out it was some sort of heavy blanket, but he totally saw what i was seeing...Anyway, then i came home and H and I ordered some food from pizzahouse, which is on its way here now.

Ew, I just noticed I have a giant blob of mustard on my gren dress. I wonder when that got there...how embarassing.

i've said this a million times today already, but I am so pissed i have to work tomorrow!