So, away we go.
7:11 a.m. -If you'll indulge me for a moment, my first photo of the day is accompanied by a rant.
Now, I can understand that when an apparently healthy 28 year old is found dead, many people may initially assume that illegal drugs were involved. Heck, I thought about it myself when I first read that Heath Ledger had died. But then, I'm just a random person, thinking that thought to myself or discussing it among friends. I'm not a news journalist. And so, it really irritated me that the supposedly legitimate news media kept spouting unconfirmed, and apparently untrue, rumors (pills strewn around the apartment!!!) and salacious innuendo (he was naked!!!) regarding his death before any real facts were ever determined. And one of the things that bugged me most was the whole - "Oh My God, He had 6 different prescription medications in his home!!!"
Heck, ONLY 6? I currently have 10. And those are just the ones that I've had to take in the last two weeks. Between orthopedic surgery, arthritis, depression, anxiety, trouble sleeping at night (which leads to trouble staying awake during the day), allergies, a recent virus and some ongoing stomach issues, a CNN reporter would lose their frickin' mind should they wander into my bathroom following the discovery of my body and see just how many pill bottles I have on my counter. (God, I hope I'm not naked when they find me.)
7:42 a.m. - Major fashion faux pas narrowly averted. You see, I have the same pair of shoes in black, brown and navy. And I almost walked out the door with one black and one brown. I really need to get the burned out light bulb in my closet changed, because it is becoming more and more evident that I'm dressing in the dark.
7:55 a.m. - The infamous intersection where I was accussed of running the red light. Which isn't there. Because there is a STOP SIGN.
8:07 a.m. - One new years resolution was to take my lunch to work and not eat out as much. I even found this nifty little insulated bag for my meal....... 12:20 p.m. - which in real life, never looks like it does on the box.
3:27 p.m. - Following a discussion with officemate MB that started out business related, but took many twists and turns on the way through Non-Sequitur Land, I ended up finding out that my middle name is of French origin and means Sea of Bitterness. Not quiet sure how I feel about this discovery.
5:35 p.m. - Finally leaving the office. There's my reflection in the shiny doors of the elevator.
5:37 p.m. - And out into the parking lot for the long (2 minute) drive home.
5:39 p.m. - Pulling into the alley behind the house after work. You can see my little white garage door opening on the left. Also, you can see one of my company's buildings in the distance behind the blue garage at the end of the alley. I really am that close to work.
5:42 p.m. - When I got home, I noticed that my neighbors Kirk and Randy (you can see Randy peaking out the door through the blinds) had their grill up and running, cooking some ribeyes for dinner. I had bought one too over the weekend (Publix had them on sale) and so Kirk told me that I could bring mine over and he would cook it up. These guys are awesome neighbors.
5:45 p.m. - I love Kirk and Randy's See Rock City birdhouse. We just need to find a good tree to hang it in.
8:15 p.m. - I'm trying so hard to cut back on the Diet Coke. But I'm losing that battle. You know it is bad when you run out, and even though you've had your shower and are in your PJs, you get back dressed so you can make an emergency run for some more. But, then again, I need something to help me choke down those 10 prescriptions.
11:15 p.m. - Bonus shot - The theme for the bonus is, what else, 12. Since most of my favorite TV shows long ago ran out of new episodes due to the strike, and since most of what is on now is really, really bad reality crap, I find that I have a lot more time to read. This week, I've been reading one of the Janet Evanovich books in the Stephanie Plum series. These are some seriously funny books. I'm only on the ninth one - I think that she is about up to 13 now. Anyway, I just hit chapter 12.
So there you have it. See you next month.
7 comments:
Damn I forgot again! I really want to do this at least once. And I will. Here's to March!
Now that's good to see a barbecue being used so early in the year! Nice pics Joni :)
I really enjoyed your 12 of 12, hope you enjoyed the barbecue.
Great pix! I especially love the one of the clouds, simply gorgeous! I concur with your comments on Heath. OMG, 6 prescriptions and naked? I wonder how many of those journalists live in glass houses? Let's hope they don't sleep naked!
That's a lovely sky over the parking lot picture - glowing almost!
And hurray for nice neighbours offering to BBQ your food!
(I agree about the speculation over Heath's death. I read one of the medications was Ambien, and given the stories I've heard from a friend, who could get pretty knocked out of it on just one tablet, I would think it surprisingly easy to have one, then come the next tablet time, forget which you were meant to take (or even what time the next was due), and OD accidentally. I try to stick to Reuters news now, as I work for the company (though not on the journalist side). They're meant to be free from bias and side-taking language - which I want).
Oh and thank you for your comment, it was lovely! I'm hoping to be in Atlanta in October, to visit a friend!
Sea of Bitterness. I guess that's better than, named after male in the family (Lawrence and Anthony) and named after the doctor that delivered you and the family dentist (WIlliam). At least they don't make WL. Oh shit they can!
Yours Truly,
Ocean of Cynacism
LOVE the elevator photo! And the clouds. And bonus points for always drinking Coke Water. :) Hee!
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