sometimes I hate being boss. My boss comes to my office @ 2:30 and says "Hey, they said you can cut out at 3:30 if you want". I look down at long list o stuff do to before actors take the stage.... ya... not so much. Mark probably hates me. I just hope we get out of here soon enough to get to best buy before they close. Seems like they have some Guitar Hero III back in stock. Gotta have something to do tomorrow, ya?

OK, back to watching progress bars go by as I download wav files for work. BORING!

ps: I knew we forgot something yesterday, we didn't take one picture with all them Buffistas. Duh. O well.

And I don't get overtime because I am The Man management.

scrappy is me. sucks too. ::wants OT ::

I knew we forgot something yesterday, we didn't take one picture with all them Buffistas. Duh. O well.

I thought of that this morning as P-C was leaving. Ahh well, he'll just have to come back soon.

There may be someone with a Teacup-versary who would like this: [link]

I'm being encouraged to go to the local gay bar at midnight.

and FSU almost won, got really close but a player, Geno Hayes, had a penalty that took away a touchdown so we lost. I think this time next year Dad's still going to be blaming Hayes for the loss.

Some overtime tonight, and I'm working tomorrow. It could either be dead as a doornail or utter chaos as a bunch of people realize they didn't to their required updates by the end of the year and are now desperate to get their systems back in compliance.

joy

Oh, cool haunting photos, Aimee!

And less cool haunting story of the bad boy with blue lips. Freaky.

I'm being encouraged to go to the local gay bar at midnight.

Aims, sorry your boss didn't let you out early, and sorry to everyone else who had to work today or who has to work tomorrow.

I'm also sorry that I was so crabby earlier. LAX is bad news in general, but especially on New Year's Eve with only four hours of sleep. I'm much happier right now. We're in Orlando in the airport hotel. We meet Jilli and Pete tomorrow morning, whee! In the meantime, we aren't doing a NYE thing. Plan to be asleep in the next hour if at all possible. Lame! Even more lame? I don't care in the least.

Happy New Year's, all! Cheers!

I'm glad youse guys are safe in Florida. And a little befuddled by your lack of celebratory gumption. I'm thinking of where might be open to get me a bottle of champagne on the way home. Or there is the gay bar. The suggestion came after I revealed that my midnight kiss would be bewteen me and my doggie. So not only are they encouraging me to go to a bar by myself, they want me to kiss some stranger. Clearly I haven't made up my mind yet.