So pretty, Allyson.
Kick ass, Perkins.
OMTFG -- I just caught one of those Citibank identity theft ads, and realized, Hey! I have a Citibank credit card! And two Citibank bank accounts! Maybe they can help me. Edit: Oh, good, they want me to fill out the stupid affadavit before I call, and really they're only interested in their own stuff. Which makes sense, really.
I have 24 minutes left before I can leave.
Somebody entertain me! Please!
Somebody entertain me! Please!
I'm sorry, I have no entertaining left in me at the moment.
Wait, I know! Wanna help copy edit files! It's lotsa fun, trust me! What's that you say? That I look a trifle manic? Nonsense! That's just because I'm having
so much
fun copy editing!
Poor Jilli. There will definitely need to be chocolate for you next week.
At this point, I would be willing to give up chocolate for a month or two if someone else would edit the remaining 487 files that are staring at me. I really would.
Giving up chocolate, or 487 files?
My furniture is ready to be delivered—a month earlier than they said it would take.
I don't know when I'll be able to get it delivered, though, since I'm not allowed to get it delivered on the weekend, and I'm leaving for the F2F next Thursday.
Ugh, Jilli, that sounds terrible.
Burrell, I am confident you don't have the dreaded mom-hair. And I bet your kids are loverly.
That's good news anyway, right, Tom? Can you just stick an extra day onto the beginning or end of your F2F time off?
I don't want to do any more school work! Can't I just tell them all to fuck off??