Happy birthday, Cindy! We really do miss you.
Enough with the coworkers dying. My friend and coworker passed away last Saturday. She was my right-hand woman on this program for almost 6 years. Damned liver cancer. She fought it for 2 years and we all thought she was going to beat it, but she took a turn for the worse at the end of January. I'll be in Chicago Friday through Monday for her funeral.
People! Stop dying!
{{MFNlaw}}
I want to read that as "Motherfuckin' law."
Oh, Maria. I'm so sorry, bella.
I'm at a reading. Its turned into a script development session. I am bored, and have better things to do people!!
:: thunk ::
90 min and we are up to page 8 ... Of 59.
:: thunk ::
{{{{{sorella}}}}} I'm sorry, hon.
So I have worked nonstop since I got here at 7:30, including straight through lunch, and I now have three girls coming in for a make-up test. I AM SO HUNGRY I CAN'T SEE STRAIGHT.
The good news is that I have finished re-reading and writing discussion questions for the rest of
The Odyssey.
The bad news is that I haven't had time to write a single comment today. My goal was to finish ten. But my blood sugar is too low to concentrate to write any right now, and I can't get food until after this test. And then I'd kind of like to go home since ND leaves for another three weeks tomorrow morning. GARGH. KRISTIN NOT HAPPY. KRISTIN SMASH.
This is the blood sugar talking, not me. I swear.
{{{Maria}}}
Today has turned out relatively calm. I'm pleasantly surprised.