back to work this afternoon, though i'm closing instead of having my day cut neatly in half by a mid-shift. it was nice having my weekend and not thinking about work, i even ditched my conference call yesterday morning, though that wasn't intentional. i thought it was at ten, turned out it was at eleven and that's when the cable guys showed up to check out the connections and see if they could make our picture any better. the answer? only minimally. apparently the answer is to switch to digital cable like the rest of the universe.
i'm deeply in hugh laurie overload, between house, jeeves and wooster and a bit of fry and laurie. clearly i need a new hobby. unfortunately, i can watch tv while knitting, so that isn't helping much. finished season two of a bit of fry and laurie yesterday and omg, tony and control! i can't tell you why i love those sketches so much, but they crack me the fuck up. and the last one was so sad, 'i want coffee the way tony used to make it.' ugh.
also, i had this very strange dream where i was being chased through this weird supermarket type place, or maybe i was trying to escape and jeeves was with me. strange on many accounts, but mostly because i hardly ever dream about myself.
oh, yeah, and i got shot down and four different places for the wii. my surprise is nonexistent, but my frustration and anger have not ebbed. and why is it that all the guys who work at game stores look exactly the same?