In complaining news:

The deck guy showed up at 1. He unloaded the materials, and at about 2 he said, "I'm going to Home Depot for a few minutes." It's two hours later and there's no sign of him.

Holy hell, I just got hit with the Crazy Cramps O' Doom!

shakes fist at sky

Also kinda complainy:

Where's MM? I just had the talkiest meat work phone call evah! We were down to her discussing her health problems with me.

Totally complainy, but if I don't vent somewhere, I'm going to 'splode.

OMG y'all, my blood is pure adrenaline right now. I have no freakin' voice, and yet my boss and all of his directs are calling me all the time. Everyone's stressed out because of crappy numbers and events that didn't work as planned and things generally beyond my control, but the shit sure as hell is flowing downward (to me), and I can't fucking defend myself because I can't talk. I shouldn't be here - I'm running a low fever and have no voice - but even missing yesterday put me two days behind. PLUS, there's the fact that I'm not good at this job and everyone knows it and everyone knows I'm looking for a way out and I just feel like I'm being judged and consistently found failing. I have my checklist of shit to do and I'm listening to Rob Zombie to keep me moving forward and focused, but that may be stressing me out more.

Anyway. Done venting. Just needed to get it out there before I snap the most!annoying!coworker!ever! in half (I have a meeting with him in 30 minutes, even though I don't support him. Grrr).

Totally tl;dr. Sorry!

Fuck. My temperature is back up.

I need this to be a thing that goes away quickly. For S's sake.

Damn it.

{{{juliana}}}

Would some Slings & Arrows and alcohol over the weekend help any?

I'm listening to Rob Zombie

Lurves juliana.

{{{{{bitches}}}}} Y'all get better, now. World - lay off my bitches. Seriously.

I get to head back to lovely Boise tonight. Wheeeeeeeeeee! Have not decided if I'm taking the laptop or not. I return Friday afternoon...so this is just a quicky.

{{{{juliana}}}}

Just make sure nurse gets the hairdryer, the dentist gets the three day pass to Tokyo, Frank gets the birthday party and Klinger can get the signatures on his Section 8.

I love that episode!

Ah, M*A*S*H. I haven't watched it in a long time, but I miss it. My dad could probably quote from every episode. He watches it pretty much every day still.

Where's MM? I just had the talkiest meat work phone call evah! We were down to her discussing her health problems with me.

God, I hate those. "Ma'am, your goiter sounds completely fascinating, but 1) I don't care and 2) It's fucking gross. Now, can I help you with something?"

Another favorite, during the pause while you look something up for the customer: "So. You guys are in California?" "Yes." "How's the weather?"

I always want to say: "We're in Southern California. We don't have 'weather', we have 'climate'. Also, sir...SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR FIVE SECONDS, WILL YOU? FIVE SECONDS! CAN YOU JUST DEAL WITH FIVE SECONDS OF SILENCE? Jesus! Take some fucking Ritalin or something while I attempt to get the information you requested.

Also? Shut up."

JZ, yes it might. I've got Sunday open. Bless.