Happy, happy birthday, Erin! With cake! And sparkly things!
Oh, and when I got home, there were PREZZIES in my apartment!!!
Now that's the kind of surprise I can get behind. Sorry about the dream, though. The subconscious is a dangerous place.
The candidate that none of us particularly cared for, but to whom an offer was made turned us down.
Ah, relief!
A fully staffed office. . . I can only dream of what that's like.
It's going to be wonderful (and then I'm half-hoping that my perfect-next-job will come along and I'll get the joy of handing in my resignation).
I have a feeling that by the time I have time to waste with you, you and I will need to work on a book.
I like my answer better.
YAY for being fully staffed though.
YAY for being fully staffed though.
Now, if the powers that be would only give me the new office I asked for so I can get away from all that staff...
Happy birthday, Erin!
Someone stop me from going bento crazy. It's just so friggin cute!
Many Happy Returns of the Day, Erin!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ERIN!!!!! You buff that ass, girl!!
Happy Day of the Erin--a day devoted to brains, snark, passion, and silky-smooth asses!