It is pretty.
I can't believe I'm at work. I stayed up way too late last night. Also, three coworkers had relatives die over the weekend. NOT ON.
Xander ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
It is pretty.
I can't believe I'm at work. I stayed up way too late last night. Also, three coworkers had relatives die over the weekend. NOT ON.
The GOP primary field as Buffy villains.
The GOP primary field as Buffy villains.
That's awesome. And by awesome I mean scary.
So, I'm back and work today, and people keep calling me or coming up to my cube and asking me for things! What's up with that?
I know, right?
People want to have conversations too. Like, about how my holidays were.
The nerve of them.
I know the feeling, Tom. Here I am, barely managing consciousness, and these students keep expecting me to teach or something. Craziness!
I just remembered that I had a long involved dream this morning in which I discovered that Clark Kent, over the last two years of Smallville, had been living an extra life as a congressman who changed parties (GOP-ward), won re-election, and personally saved 58 people from Katrina. I know it's been a while since I watched, but WOW.
You know what I can't figure out? Why, at work, people keep calling me and asking me work-related type questions. What the fuck is the matter with these people, anyway?
Fuckmonsters.
I had a long, involved dream where my professor, Patrick Dempsey, was yelling at me and calling me a liar because I tried to sneak out of class to retrieve the paper that was due and had left in my dorm.
It's a conspiracy. My bosses want to bill our clients, and in exchange our clients want some work done for them. Who gets screwed? Me! The little guy.