I had a turkey sandwich, but really wanted nachos.
I had nachos. They were delicious.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I had a turkey sandwich, but really wanted nachos.
I had nachos. They were delicious.
I find it weird that when I go looking for The Economist magazine, I get this: [link] (FTR I did find it at economist.com.)
I was inspired by someone here (Jesse?) who defended the idea of 12 days of Christmas, and am attempting it with Bob this year. One gift a day for twelve days. Since neither of us ever has the other's gift before Christmas, now I have a good two weeks to buy stuff. One gift is going to be a subscription to the magazine. Yesterday he got a sweater. Today he'll get a calendar. It's pretty much Chrismakkuh, isn't it?
I had nachos. They were delicious.
Daaamn youuu!!! ::shakes fist::
I am all about the 12 days of Christmas, especially this year. I do not believe that anything I am giving is late, as people will have it before Epiphany.
I'm halfway through the stack. I need a beer.
This sounds like a work-related expense. You should be able to submit an expense sheet on it--or would that just get to cyclical?
I'm hungry. I don't know what I want for lunch. Damn. Suggestions?
I'm going to Briazz and getting Jambalaya right now. I recommend any later lunchers doing the same.
So, just as I was about to leave for lunch, a client called - two employees were getting errors trying to enter their timesheets. So I went to lunch, came back, went into the system as the two employees and... everything worked.
So, I call client back and leave a message that I can't reproduce the problem. She calls me back saying they're not having the problem anymore - "Evidently, it fixed itself."
Moral of the story - Lunch is good.
I don't get to expense things, Calli! They'd have to unchain me from my desk first.
I have handed off my billing. I await many cranky phone calls from our billing dept. Now I have refreshed my work e-mail, which leads me to say: oy with the poodles, already.
Gah! Out of stock! I want those. Geek chic indeed.
Someone who sent a rampantly bitchy message to me earlier just wrote back all sweetness and light.
I'm choosing to hold a grudge.
It's making me really look forward to leaving them all in a lurch, which means I need to start job searching pronto.
And I just noticed my departing coworker left his little buddha. I'm putting him next to my penguin.
If I promise not to post about work anymore, will y'all come back to natter?
I could talk about cats!