Morning

I am up, barely awake. I just took R to work. I will soon be heading back to bed to get at least another hour of sleep before I have to get ready for work. The only good thing so far is that the rain has appeared to stop. It has gotten colder out. Still not bad yet. I didnt get off as scott free as I thought yesterday when I missed the last step and fell to the floor. My knee is all stiff and slightly painful today. At least it wasnt my ankle. I am so prone to spraining them. Bills are paid, rented 2 movies for the weekend, Cats & Dogs, and Osmosis Jones. Life is good. Time to nap.

What was I thinking?

1st off I want to say hi to the 3 new people who have added me as a friend. Hi sivet, wawolf, and althea *WAVES*

Yesterday D informed me that the night before when he was crawling into bed I turned over and hugged him, and then asked if he had his Owl Coupon? He was like what?? I said it again, do you have your owl coupon? He asked why he needed one? and I responded with, Well if you want to become a grownup...

Ok, what was I thinking, or more to the point, what in the hell was I dreaming? Harry Potter? coupons? Damn, I am dreaming about coupons now.

I need to head out, take a shower, and pack a lunch because soon I must head to work.

Who Stole the straw from the cup?

I get back from taking my shower and making my lunch for work and sit down to quickly check email once more before leaving. I look on my desk, and see my mcdonalds cup from breakfast still sitting on the desk, minus the straw. I look around the room and the straw is conviently sitting on the floor, nice and chewed. No culprit in sight. I know it has to have been dustbunnie, she is the one with the straw fetish and has the strength to take it out. The kittens are learning the straw fetish, but I dont think they have the reach to get it. Dustbunnie is teaching them though.

Daily update

Today at work I got moved twice over to wireless. That got me legally offline 15 minutes total during the day because of having to move to another position. I actually like moving to wireless at times. It gives me a nice change. Plus if we ever have only wireless, I will not have forgotten how to do it. I do wonder sometime if I am talking to anyone famouse on the other end. That would be so cool to just suddenly realize I was talking to a celebrity.

The down side of today was getting a test call from a supervisor. She was like I did it all wrong. I didnt listen, I should have done these key strokes, etc etc. I am sorry, they have no CLUE how it works in RL out on the boards. I have been doing this 6.5 years. The standard procedure only works about 30% of the time, if that. They seem to think it should be all by the book. I am DAMN good at my job. Nearly 100% accuracy, and when I dont find a listing it is because it aint there. It just pisses me off that these managers think they can manage me. There is only one that was an operator before becoming a supervisor. That is the only one I respect. The others just know the books. They have been 'trained' in the procedure, and took like 100 calls, but they arent online 7.5 hours a day. They have no idea even with monitoring us what really goes on out there. The whole time she was explaining things to me I was just sitting there and nodding. What was running thru my brain was cool, more legal time offline. This works. *grins*

Notice anything new?

I finally uploaded a picture for my journal. I have ideas for when I finally get a pay account, and can have more than one, but for right now this one seems right. The picture is a commissioned piece from a really cool furry artist I know. It is his interpertation of my female human morph on furry muck. My description on the muck is.

Out of the corner of your eye you catch a glimpse of a rather large black
panther, as you turn to look the image shifts, and your eyes focus on a
female standing 5'10" with a slight smirk on her full red lips. Her midnite
blue eyes fill with laughter as she notices you inspecting her. Her large
cat-like eyes dare you to find fault. When you pull your gaze away from hers
you notice her waist length jet black hair. The solidness of the color is
broken by a lock of silver twisted into a half inch braid secured with
leather, and pulled forward over her bare left shoulder. As your eyes follow
the pale smooth skin down her arm, you see fingerless gloves covering her
hands. As your gaze follows, her long fingers smooth down the black velvet
corset of her velvet bodysuit that accentuates curves in all the right
places. The curves have a hardness that only comes from strength training.
The hands finally stop at her leather belt to finger the toys attached
there. Her long razor sharp nails tangle with the bits of leather. Your
eyes then continue on a downward path until you notice the velvet sliding
into kneehi black patent leather riding boots. When you finish your
inspection your eyes are once more drawn to hers, and she rewards you with
a full smile showing just a hint of the predator in her. As you turn away
you once again catch a shadowy glimpse, but this time it is of a black
unicorn where you swear the woman was standing.

I usually am on furry muck as my anthro panther though. I still havent gotten the unicorn description finished to my liking.

My panther desc is:
Before you stands a rather large panther by most furs' standards. She
stands 5 meters from the soles of her (in scale) size 7&1/2
human looking fur covered feet to the tip of her black panther ears.
As your eyes start their inspection of her, you are drawn to her midnite blue
eyes that fill with laughter as they dare you to find fault with her
appearance. When you can pull your gaze away you notice her jet black hair
cascading around her shoulders and down her back in soft waves. Her long
waist-length hair blends in with the soft-silky black fur of her pelt. The
solidness of the color is broken by a braided lock of silver that seems to
glow with a residue of magic. The braid starts at the center of her
hairline, sweeping back to pass between her ears, and then down past the
end of her black hair to finally stop at the back of her knees.
Your eyes once more gaze upwards to her classic panther face, the whiskers
ever twitching in anticipation. Her light pink tongue flicks out from between
her sharp pointy teeth to lick her almost human full red lips.
Your eyes continue downwards admiring the muscle outlined under her fur.
The curves have a hardness that only comes from strength training. As your
gaze slides down her arms you see that her hands are human with paw pads
and retractable claws. Her hands are encased in black fingerless leather
gloves.
Today she is wearing a tight black leather vest, her (in scale) 44DD breasts strain against the leather. A silver necklace holding a pentacle charm and a small key dangles in her amply cleavage. Her legs are encased in tight black jeans, with no panty lines. Calf height black boots complete her simple outfit.
As always, she is wearing a black leather belt that holds her toys of
choice for today that include...a purple suede flogger, proportional to her height. The belt is threaded thru the loops on her jeans, fastened with a silver rose buckle.
When you finish your inspection your eyes are once more drawn to hers, and
she rewards you with a full smile, showing just a hint of the predator in
her.