{{{Nicole}}} I'm sorry. I hope you get a fabulous new supervisor.
Hey, Cass!
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{{{Nicole}}} I'm sorry. I hope you get a fabulous new supervisor.
Hey, Cass!
I just skipped more than 2000 messages. It was the only way.
My hero.
I tried to gird myself to skim but, damn, it could only have been skipping that got me here.
I will only have to go back and read anything interesting that is partially quoted so remember, full quotage is What Skippers Would Do.
Thanks, sj. I like my sup but her leaving isn't really the big issue. It just happens to be hitting on the tail end of a whole lot of other shit that I haven't figured out how to completely deal with yet.
Stoopid day.
I like my sup but her leaving isn't really the big issue. It just happens to be hitting on the tail end of a whole lot of other shit that I haven't figured out how to completely deal with yet.
I know. World of {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{Nicole}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}. Dave is over tonight, so I won't likely be online, but you know you can call me if you need to chat. Did the package arrive yet?
Oh, Nicole, I hope it works out easily for you and that you soon know exactly how to deal with everything.
{{{Nicole}}}
You know, the universe just really needs to back the fuck off of all of us right now. I've had enough.
Thanks for the punctuation. I'm really trying not to be a downer. Sorry. This is just 2, almost 3 weeks worth of crap that Just Won't Go Away. Blah, blah, blah. Anywho...
Did the package arrive yet?
Nothing yet. I'll look when I get home, though. Have a nice evening with your honey bunches of Dave!
Stoopid, stoopid day.
Hugs to Betsy, Nicole, and other victims of this merciless day.
Ahem
I officially apologize to all the bitches. I seemed to have used up the allotted amount of "good day" today. I will return it into the wild tomorrow.