The copier jammed. While trying to slide out the paper drawer, I overbalanced and fell straight back on my ass. In the process, I threw out my left arm to catch myself -- this would be the one with the bad shoulder joint.
I cast out the spirit of Ginger from your body! Begone!
Crap. I have to go to Houston. I don't want to go to Houston.
Are there Buffistas in Houston?
eta: I just realized that I currently have no photo ID. So currently I can't fly.
I called Missing!Intern. She said she didn't come in because of the snow, and was going to email me later today.
I was good and did not point out it didn't start snowing until after she was due here. I think she understands that she needs to call in the morning, though I wouldn't bet on it.
Ground control to Major Tom...
Actually, Lyra, I think part of your job as an intern's supervisor is to teach her very clearly what the expectations are in the working world. So really explicitly saying, "Our office is open, so you need to be here, or at least call," is doing her a favor.
Ground control to Major Tom...
What'd I do?
Oh, and I think my spaceship knows which way to go.
Good news: I just got a rebate check from hp! It took just exactly four weeks -- it had to be postmarked by 2/1, and I took it to the post office that day.
I cast out the spirit of Ginger from your body! Begone!
Could we send that in a direction, say towards the White House? Otherwise, it's just going to come back here and make me hit my head on a cabinet door.
If people are saying strange things about Canada, but not to me -- it'd be rude to correct them, right?