So I have to get up 4 hours early so I can make the commute to corporate to arrive 3 hours ahead of my normal start time to do something I could do better from my normal desk, just so there's someone physically in the department tomorrow. WTF?
Yeah, that makes sense. Or the other thing...
I'm sad I missed all the Natter threads.
Also, I seem to be eating the world!
Wait--so one of the twins will be named Clementine?
This is what I get for working so damn hard and not keeping up in Natter. The last Natter, anyway. I was so utterly confused that I had to skim 48 to find out what was going on. In light of that:
Congratulations to Kat and Lori!!! That's wonderful news!
And also, belated Birthday Happies, shrift! And current Happy Birthday wishes to ita!
I seriously need a pause button for the invisible internet people. Or work. Yeah, a pause button for work. That's a much better plan.
Wait--so one of the twins will be named Clementine?
If so, I suggest that the other one (if a girl) be named Tangerine. Then we'll hope that she is all they claim.
So, I wasn't paying quite enough attention to the end of CSI. Was that
a box coming in to Grissom implying another miniature murder?
I'll let you know if no one else doesn't tomorrow when I watch the tape.
99% of the time I prefer living alone. The other one percent is made up of toilet paper fetching, heimliching oneself on the chair and falling in the bathtub in a freak accident.
Stupid tp gnomes.
sarameg, I solved that problem by keeping the tp package within arm's reach. Of course, my bathroom is about two arm reaches square, so I may not be a good example.
Falling in or while getting out of tub = scares the crap out of me.