It's not stealing. Just a caper.(/West Baltimore) I'm sure Hec would never turn his gun upon a citizen.

and we're all going to have fun. I can't wait.

Yay for house-having, Deena. Which is way different from House-having, and for which I would be less cheering and more envious.

Boss: looks very stressed and makes complainy noises about the workload in our department and all the stuff we need to clean up.

Oh, yes, Hec. Please continue to torment.

Usually I'm not into stunts and would rather maintain my dignity, but it is worth a couple hundred dollars. And they are being skeezy.

Dude, you totally have my permission to carry this out. They have made it abundantly clear that you have nothing to lose and you can just cheerfully pretend to be planning arriving on Monday. Outwit them at their own dumb game and take the benefits. It’s little enough for a pack of blonde Stepford Republicans to give you.

I think that after they shoot themselves in the foot, and Hec has left the building, we should flood the switchboard with calls asking for him. We could insist on speaking only to him, and pretend we are big clients of the firm.

You get on there with your bad-ass sneaky self, miss Sparky. You so bad! We can easily jam their switchboard for a whole afternoon before we get bored with the vengeance.

and we're all going to have fun. I can't wait.

Hooray for Homeowning Chez Deena. I am so happy for you! I bet your folks are going to get the whole place turned out right spiffy for you.

MEMEME Department: I have here a second call from HR. They want me to interview 1:30 Monday. Eeeep. This could be a good one, so of course now I feel all funny. I will call them back to confirm first thing tomorrow so I don’t have to talk to them while I have a throbby headache.

Sooo, now I’m going to need to mine the hivemind for information about how to impress a bunch of engineers and consultants. What fun!

Which is way different from House-having, and for which I would be less cheering and more envious.

I'm more envious about the house-having, but just as much cheering either way. Congrats, Ms. Deena Homeowner!

I have here a second call from HR.

Whoot! I have no suggestions, but send lots of calm and job ~ma!

Mega-hooray for Deena's house closing news!

Fucking-shitbang on David's skeezy employers. The whole situation makes my skin crawl to read about it, but yet I can't look away. I am completely praying for their commeuppance, both for your sake, and for the fucking karma in the universe. GodDAMNit.

er, regardless of above strong talk, my blood pressure's fine.

Just tired of the Stepford Wive-ization of this whole country.

I skipped and skimmed. But I saw that Cass is all moved! Yeah!!

I spent yesterday night in sweats, brooding, eating a Caramello and cajun popcorn till I gained 5 pounds. Surprise -- I started my period last night at midnight. Well, at least I'm not pregnant.

Started out REALLY crappy day. Slept like ass. Woke up several times. Tiredtired this a.m. and still two weeks till spring break. 4/10, hurry.

But I got a great email from the boy, and...I think he's a boyfriend. Um.

Deena has a house! Katerina has a 2nd interview! Woo-hoo!

ION, the bond was approved on our house and the closing is on the 30th. We will be moving in to our very own new home in a week.

That's fantastic Deena. I hope you'll be very happy in your new home.

But I got a great email from the boy, and...I think he's a boyfriend. Um.

Ok, let me just say, there was a time during my marital breakup when I felt like I'd sort of started the suckiest trend ever. This trend is much more fun.

Called Wallybee at lunch. Worked out some plans for the weekend (badminton! No, really! I told her that every time she wins a game, she can have a back rub. And every time I win a game, she can have a back rub.), but mostly it was just sharing the things we love about each other.

Dooooooooomed.

ETA more o's. It needed more o's.