Thursday, December 18, 2003
Last night I dreamt someone gave me a cigar, and I was contemplating smoking it. It's been four years and ten days since I last had a cigarette. I wonder when the urge to smoke goes away...
About an hour ago I called to see if the girl mentioned in the last post was going to come to work on Saturday, and she told me she's going to be sick for another week. I wonder how she knows this? And why she has to do this right before Christmas? She hasn't even actually told me what she has, sickness-wise, only that she's "not up to working". Work is damn inconvenient, isn't it.
Anyway. Grannie is said to be feeling somewhat better, and is getting out of bed again, after Mum's visit. I informed Dad while Mum was in England that I was making Christmas dinner at my house on Christmas Day and they were welcome to come. Dad seems to think this is a good idea, and is happily planning a salmon dinner for when Roy comes after Christmas. Probably going to mail the leftovers to Graeme....
About an hour ago I called to see if the girl mentioned in the last post was going to come to work on Saturday, and she told me she's going to be sick for another week. I wonder how she knows this? And why she has to do this right before Christmas? She hasn't even actually told me what she has, sickness-wise, only that she's "not up to working". Work is damn inconvenient, isn't it.
Anyway. Grannie is said to be feeling somewhat better, and is getting out of bed again, after Mum's visit. I informed Dad while Mum was in England that I was making Christmas dinner at my house on Christmas Day and they were welcome to come. Dad seems to think this is a good idea, and is happily planning a salmon dinner for when Roy comes after Christmas. Probably going to mail the leftovers to Graeme....