If you stiff them, they'll pray for you.

I wanted to go to Red Hot Words today, but at 5:30 I realized that a) I pong and b)I'm wearing ugly clothes. So unpresentable. R-H-W isn't anything fancy, an open forum reading/writing group, but Wednesdays are social/drop-in night, so it strikes me as rude to show up looking like a rag and smelling less than pretty.

Instead I've typed up a post for seattle about the coffee place where we went for my job review. Winchell's has been "the office" in the past. The bosses had heard about Mosaic, so we walked a little further and found it. I like it; it's cool.

BTW, they didn't fire me. ^_~ I've been feeling like I'm working myself out of a job by doing too well, but today we talked about expanding what my job is, so -- yay! Plus, I got to vent about Clearwire and how I will help customers if necessary, but otherwise, I let someone else do it. At least they understand where I'm coming from. (The contract is what bothers me. They didn't have to be just like a cell phone company, but they are.)

I broke our L's square pyrex yesterday, and we're both a little sad about it. Many a delicious enchilada casserole has graced its volume. Speaking of which, I need to head home now and cook dinner.