I had a connection problem this morning that, thankfully, proved short lived.

I did feel kinda dum for poking the no-worky button more than once before exploring options other than "Stupid computer monitor! You are doing this on purpose! You've joined MM's company's fax machine in the gleeful torture of undeserving persons such as me."

Ultimately, the 'oh, I plugged in the new microphone and jostled the screen connector' realization brought a wave of relief and satisfaction was almost worth the agita.

an I D 10 T error

ah yes. Cousin of the pebcak error.

I brought some music to work and it is making my morning more tolerable but maybe the Cold War Kids wasn't such a good choice as everything I do seems kind of ironic.

Clever people. I need inspiration.

My blog...the name is weak. I've been searching for interesting, attractive titles and topics...but I am totally fail so far.

Currently, the title is A ReWritten Life: Turn your drama into comedy and get your happy ending.

My focus is helping people to change the negative habits of thought and behavior that hold them back.

Homemade cookies, flavor of your choice (my espresso cookies are hellah popular, if you have no other preference) to the purveyor of a winning title.

Plus? If you were looking for someone like me (everybody needs a little help sometimes!), what would make a great blog?

Maybe the fax line at MM's work is forwarding calls to another line when it is busy and this woman just has really bad timing and always tries to fax when another fax is coming in.

I'd say I'm playing Devil's Advocate but we all know I'm actually just the Devil.

We have photgraphic evidence of that.

bonny I really like "A ReWritten Life". Maybe just leave off the part after the colon, or move it to the faq.

I may have to shoot either myself or everyone in the office.

They do one of those "Let's celebrate everybody's birthday on one day in that month!" deals because they're cheap careless bastards or something.

Today is "F"'s birthday. Or it's in March. Who cares?

Specially for "F", after they call over the intercom "Hey, come have cake EVERYBODY!" (special emphasis on EVERYBODY) they hand everyone a sheet of paper. On which paper is a filk. No, really. Somebody found a mangled version of "My Favorite Things" from "The Sound of Music" that pokes fun at old people and we had to sing the fucking thing for "F".

I hate offices. Like, three people in the office thought this would be the very pinnacle of "fun" and "comedy" and the end result is fifteen people mumbling off-tune trying to get through this excruciating exercise so they can have some goddamn cake already while "F" looks bewildered and the organizers of this travesty look vaguely put out that it doesn't match their wondrous vision of how this would end up.

I left without cake. I needed curb the urge to slay everyone involved with a File-O-Dex then bash my own brains out by slamming it repeatedly in the fire door.

What have I done with my life?

MM, when did you start working for Dunder Mifflin?

Looking forward to the Halloween Horror Nights install? It's only a few months away.

MM, when did you start working for Dunder Mifflin?

All offices are Dunder Mifflin. Dunder Mifflin is all offices.

Great C'thulhu, the ultimate Office Manager, sleeps in Deep R'lyeh awaiting the Quarterly Meeting at which point he will awaken and Downsize the Universe.