AYE.
Dear God. Today cannot end quickly enough.
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AYE.
Dear God. Today cannot end quickly enough.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....
Aye. The week seems to be dragging on even though the days went fast (except today). I've had to deal with so many problems at work that part of me just wants to scream.
Aye.
I must stop looking at the clock and my accrued vacation hours--10! Woo!--and doing the math.
All in favor of an immediate nap say "Aye".
Aye!
I'm napping when I get home from work for sure, just after I vacuum, do the dishes, throw in some laundry, take some stuff to the storage locker ... I'm not napping, am I?
Aye.
(Will the nap be followed by hot cocoa? And perhaps fleeing work?)
AYE!!
Jessica, when you wake up, I am interpreting next weejkend to mean 1/13-17, is that right?
This has been the longest 4 day work week.
Nap! Nap!
I am attempting to deal with new file types today. I don't wanna.
And now, in addition to oatmeal, I want cocoa. Curse you, wee Jilli.
Jessica, when you wake up, I am interpreting next weejkend to mean 1/13-17, is that right?
Yes! Sorry, I went to lunch and forgot to check back in. Do you want to meet up Thursday evening for a drink in the St Louis' bar, maybe? I suspect that will be my free-est night, since DH will be working (poor sweetie will be telecommuting for 2 days of our vacation), and most of my college buds won't have checked in yet. But the weekend's probably pretty open too.
Aye! To the nap, cocoa, and work-fleeing.