Random Bits

First, it's Friday! (Happy dance time.)

I meant to blog yesterday, but ended up watching this demo at work all day, so didn't have time. Not that there's anything horribly interesting going on in our lives at the moment, but it's still fun to litter the internet with my verbal garbage on a daily basis.

Wednesday night it rained of course, which meant no agility. And of course, Wednesday was the only night it rained. Suckage.

I did, however, get my pillow on Wednesday! That was exciting. It's a little stiff, but I think it just needs breaking in. It also smells like chemicals, presumably from whatever process they use to mold the foam.

We watched "LOST," which was, as usual, awesome. We also watched "Showdogs," which had one hilarious bit where Brandon and Ryan were having a breakdown because they were feeling so inept (which they are) about showing their dog, and about how they're not stable enough as a couple to be raising this dog. Brandon, through his tears, said, "We're going to be just like that couple with the Busy Bee!" Which was so true. Next week is the last episode, and all the people are finally going to meet each other, which should be interesting. The big dog show should make for some good laughs.

Last night I got home really late because I went to get my hair done, since it's been forever. My stylist must have raised her rates, because it was crazy expensive. Oy.

Marc and I did manage to watch "The Apprentice." Man, Craig got fired fast. Marc and I are doing this thing now where when we see each other, we say, "hellooo" in a low voice like Trump used to say last year, every time he went into the boardroom. I don't know why we found it so funny, but someone must have pointed it out to Trump, because he hasn't said it at all this season.

This morning I stopped by this cafe across the street from our house to pick up some espresso and a chocolate croissant. There's one guy who's always working there, and for some reason, every time he thinks I want a white mocha. I'm guessing there must be some other Asian chick who goes there regularly and always gets a white mocha. I don't even go there that much, maybe like twice a month.

Finally, after he asked me if I wanted a white mocha for like the umpteenth time, he said, "I don't know why I always think you want a white mocha." Your guess is as good as mine, dude.

So yesterday I went there, and there was some new guy working there, and I told him I wanted a regular mocha. The new guy didn't know how to work the espresso machine I guess, so he called the regular guy over, and he made my coffee. I drank it on the way to work, and thought it tasted funny. I realized then that he must have made me a white mocha.

When I went there this morning, the guy asked, "white mocha?" It's hopeless!