I'm legal again (mostly)!

SMOR is pleased [and I hope those of the rest of you who were, I'm sure, waiting with bated breath will be, too] to know that I finally got my vehicle registration renewed today -- and the Very Nice Man at the tax office didn't even charge me for the overdue-ness of same! Moreover, he gave me a July sticker [by rights, he should've given me one for May], which made me very happy. Now I just have to get the car inspected, which will happen [she says hopefully] this weekend.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. New bed, remember?!

Ahem.

Had to purchase a Microsoft book for a colleague today [I'm the office "librarian," so to speak], so in order to get somewhat cheaper shipping, I also ordered a murder mystery for myself -- on The Boss's credit card [but I told the accounts person that the amount is to be taken out of my paycheck -- including half of the shipping; sometimes I'm too honest for my own good].Then, having browsed around with my PDA in hand and discovered that several of my I-want-this-for-the-DD ["darn" dissertation -- see my profile if you really care] books were available for a PENNY [plus, of course, shipping and handling], I decided that I was going to go nuts and order a few more on my own card. Went SO nuts that I also ordered FOUR [count 'em] CDs -- all of girly romantic-comedy soundtracks. I'm pathetic. But hey, they're all "used" [except NOT -- I love how Amazon's Marketplace sellers have new stuff at used prices!], so they're all ... well, not cheap, but certainly cheaper than at a B&N store or than at Amazon's own retail prices. The only drawback is that they're all coming from different sellers, so they will ALL come at different times and on different days -- TO THE OFFICE. The Boss is gonna LOVE this. (Heh -- as if he'd notice.) But if I had any packages sent to my home, the Stupid Mailman would never bother to see if I'm home or not [as he didn't with Harry Potter 7  -- so I got it for FREE, thank you very much, Amazon's guarantee!] .... he'd just automatically leave it at the apartment office, which is always closed by the time I get home ... and I have to wait until the weekend to pick it up. Before 2 pm on Saturday.

NEW BED, REMEMBER????

So now it's time to start packing up the desk for the weekend and close down my brain [HAHAHAHAHA]; I have an appointment for a massage at 7 at Massage Envy and I gotta get in the right frame of mind.

OK, I'm there ... Hee!

Listen, if you live in a town/city/whatever with a Massage Envy franchise, I recommend them HIGHLY. The price is definitely right, and if the therapists are well-trained [and it can sometimes be hit-or-miss, but I've had mostly good luck], you will benefit enormously from their ministrations. The lady who owns "mine" is a doll, and her staff is almost unqualifiedly excellent. They are kind folk, most of them trained right here in town, and for the most part they've helped my chronic pain problem a LOT. So try 'em out. (And no, I was NOT paid for this endorsement! Heh.)

Bon weekend à tous ...