I want Oreos

I had a little chocolate craving this afternoon, so I bought a little pack from the vending machine. Much to my dismay, there were only 3 cookies in it. Three! Just enough to whet my appetite but not enough to sate it. Dammit, now my chocolate jones has gone into full gear. I want a whole bag, just to myself. Doublestuffs. Fuckity fucking fuck.

I'm so fried. My boss has been in Germany for a week, and I've heard from him than I do when he's in the lab. It's so bad that I've got my phone set up to immediately send all calls to voice mail. I want my weekend now, please. In fact, I told the missus that all I really want to do is curl up in bed with her and not leave for a long time. Soon I hope. *le sigh*

Speaking of the missus, she informed me that she's "getting hooked" on lj. This morning I waved a nice oven-fresh invite code in front of her. Come on, you know you want to start your own. It'll be fun! At first she said thanks, maybe she would. In the space of an hour, that tune changed to "can you help me set it up?" Heh. That's me, dealing the lj crack.

In other news, I found some SFU caps suitable for userpicifying. And one of these days I'll get around to it. *rolleyes*

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She did it! The missus now has a journal; she has the username wafflelips

It was only a matter of time...