hoveringsombrero | I'm a rocket ... man

For the longest time I thought that song with the line what goes "everybody's working for the weekend" meant that people were working ON the weekend.

Well it's a low and boring food week, things got a little tight around rent time cause we were stupidly counting on overtime and a couple business trips for J, all of which got cancelled, and it doesn't look like they're getting raises this year and the quarterly bonuses might be in danger also. He's not really too concerned by this, things'll pick back up and he'd much rather lose raises and bonuses than his job.

But anyhow, we're both working for the weekend, this week. He's decided as our reward for getting through shittyfoodweek, that we get sushi and outs this weekend. WOOT!

My food this morning, let me show you it.
English muffin pizzas with olives and spinach.

I think I'm still getting too much cheese on, cheese before baking and cheese after baking aren't exactly the same amount, still working on it.

And of course, AN APPLE A DAY KEEPS THE GRINCH AWAY, that's the way it goes, right?

In other news, since I was recently compared to the sexiest movie libraian ever I tried to take a sexy librarian type picture, mid work last night. Since the chair situation has led me to ditch it in favour of the papasan, I now need my notquiterightprescription glasses to see the screen for work, without getting a headache.