To celebrate Valentine's Day, I'm going to pick up some chocolate at Walgreen's on the way home, then fix myself up a pitcher of strawberry margaritas (for that red festive color) and watch the Westminster Dog Show.
Oh, and a Cheney one-liner from the Tribune: "Be vewy quiet. I'm hunting wobbyists."
Oh god, please let me go home. Migraine hit hard in the middle of a phone conference. It can't last much longer--it just can't.
Can you drive? Can I send someone to get you?
Is this you and JZ? Sweet.
Yep. Phil told them we were on our honeymoon, so I'm expecting some bubbly in the bedroom.
Jacqueline, Phil made it clear that (a) he was giving us the super deluxe Bellagio package; and (b) he had to pull strings to make it happen because it's a huge poker tournament that weekend.
Also? He's buying the airplane tickets.
Can I send someone to get you?
To Simi? I think not, but thanks. I'll be napping in my car, as soon as I can get away.
I need a Phil.
I think everyone does.
Damn, ita. I wish I could fix your broken bits.
weeps for lack of romance
In the corner with Allyson.
Phil is
almost
as sweet as Hec'n'JZ themselves. Sweet for a unabomber, anyway.
Timelies all!
Vday will probably mean going out to dinner, but with G's deadlines and tomorrow being dance practice, it probably won't be very fancy. Fine by me.
huh, I can get into my personal account, but not the work one we set up. (we have a silly 8MB limit, and we're dealing with a lot of big documents