Thanks, Daisy. He is awfully sweet. I often think if the rest of the species were like him, I'd like humans a whole lot more.

He's had a stomach bug, but the worst of it seems to have passed, and it was more drawn out than I'd like, but not nearly as intense as some of the shorter ones are.

Having three kids though, when one gets a stomach bug -- I end up holding my breath for a week, to see who else is going to get it, and as each new person falls, that clock resets, so I really appreciate your decree. I think the germs should heed it, or face your wrath.

And I got plenty of wrath to spare today. Germs! You are on notice!

Saw a comic in yesterday's paper where someone was accused of having had "cranky flakes" for breakfast.

I've had days like that; sounds like DJ may have, too.

I was fine on the drive in. But after, like 5 minutes at my desk the pissiness began. It doesn't help that my office feels like its 40 degrees. It's only 75 outside. Can't we just have a comfortable room temperature? I should not need a coat at the end of March in Texas.

Everyone is so pretty!

I started the day in a fine mood. Then I had a call with a Most Annoying Co-worker and now I'm completely irritated. Grr. On the bright side, I got As in both classes I just finished!

Granola:

Should I take a class that sounds totally interesting and cool but will require a shitload of work, or should I just take a less-stressful class? I can't decide...

In totally unrelated news, Christopher is on the mend, but still home sick. Right now, he's in the living room singing, "I love you. I love you. I love you you you. You love I love you."

I am slain.

As am I.

Germs need to back off the Topic!Household. Period.

Laundry is started, kids are fed and (somewhat) clothed. My suitcase is sitting on my bed awaiting its precious contents.

Oh no! My day is spreading to GC!

Shit I did not say: Lady, we are a non-profit, why would you think people have assistants? There is one; I am it. If you don't like the answer I gave you, then leave a message for the person you wanted like everybody else.

P.S. No, I can't just "page her."

OTOH. Coworker just peeled off a Batman stamp off some received mail and came into my office to give it to me. "Cause I know you like that stuff."

I just got off a call with someone who wanted me to do something I'm not authorized to do and, actually, CAN'T do, and wouldn't stop blathering to me about how someone who isn't here anymore did it for him earlier, and how this is what he needs. jeez.

The only thing more annoying than a person who won't take "no" for an answer is someone who won't take "yes" for an answer.

wouldn't stop blathering to me about how someone who isn't here anymore did it for him earlier

I hate those calls--well, I don't hate them, I get perverse joy in saying, "We're not allowed to do that, and no, I'm not going to do it for you. Soandso shouldn't have done it." And then telling the supervisor about Soandso making it harder on ther est of us.