I just picked a hole in my favourite blanket.
I am on the phone with Medco. They say I have coverage. Now on to the pharmacy, to make sure
they
know. And then I'm going to consider lunch, and a return to listening to the TV since my eyes are still weird.
I have a 4:30 meeting where I'm pretty sure the upshot is, I suck. I'm not looking forward to it.
I NEED WORK DONE AND IT'S TAKING TO LONG and I am antsy and and and.
I want half-price chocolate NOW.
Oh, please! It's after 4. chocolate is double price until tomorrow.
Remember, guys, tomorrow is one of the three annual celebrations of Discount Candy Day, and while it might not be as much fun as the Festival of the Half-Price Cadbury Egg, it's still an important time to share with your loved ones.
eta: ha! apparently I'm not the only one who celebrates Discount Candy Day.
Thanks, everyone. Sorry I went all whingey pants.
I just read on
The Boston Globe's
website that the state's last WWI Veteran died at age 110: [link] Poor old fellow.
Frank, where did you hear it was going to turn back to snow, tonight? Everything seems to have stopped, at least momentarily.
Huh. I wonder how many WWI vets are left, nationwide?
...Wikipedia says 40. Wow. I wonder if they have get-togethers?
This client just took every last bit of my patience. I don't think I am able to talk to anyone else today.
Dear bitca,
You do not, after 10 months, get to call up and get snippy because the person you need is out sick and cannot help you today.
Please sit and spin.
"Unhelpfully" yours
DJ