I just posted SOMEWHERE and it wasn't the right place and I have no idea where it was. I'm losing my mind.

Bitches!

There, I've restored your sanity. That will be $80.

Unaware? I thought he was saying he would veto any bill that blocked it.

Yes. Once he was made aware of it, he's decided to spend some of his political capital on forcing the deal through.

Weird.

But there are administration officials making a lot of money off the deal, so taking that into account this makes more sense.

I have a vague feeling of dread about my performance review discussion. But my responses to the review are already on file, so this is probably quite semantic. It's weird to be doubted on things that I'd considered not even up for discussion.

Oh, I've still got my annual review looming over my head, too, but they're waiting on that until they can finish "re-evaluating the process" or whatever.

I'm scheduled for an hour-long conference call in 5 minutes. I'm completely paralyzed by not giving a shit.

Conference calls I don't give a shit about I can deal with. I just put it on hands-free, hit mute and do other things while keeping an ear open for my name.

There, I've restored your sanity. That will be $80.

You can have my pie pan! (I swear, I never picked that up, did I?)

You can have my pie pan! (I swear, I never picked that up, did I?)

haha! Nope. I still have it. Although I'd be happy to return it, of course! After a brief period when I was pie plateless I now have 3.

When you look in the mirror, you are seeing yourself twice as far away as people who look at you see you.

I don't usually let people get as close to me as I'd normally stand to a mirror. So that's all right.

Mutant Chicken Grows Alligatorlike Teeth

When I'm elected Intelligent Designer, I resolve never to let craxy shit like this happen. It's just wrong.

Try writing down all the annoying things they'll want you to do in May; then point at them and laugh.

For once, the annoying things need to be done by somebody else. Woo!

Start listing reasons why we should crash the Supernatural panel

Hee! Can I tell them they're all going to hell?

Can I tell them they're all going to hell?

Try saying "bless your heart" after it. You can get away with a lot if you use that phrase. "I just do not understand this fandom at all, bless your heart!"

Oh, and at the end of the conference call that thankfully didn't last the full hour:

Big Boss: "You're amazing! Are you feeling amazing?"
Me: "..."
Me: "Not so much."

The GA writers blog STILL isn't telling me what he hell was wrong with orgasm woman and how they fixed it.