Morning, All.
Fabulous dress, sj! And yes, a red belt should really make it pop. Good luck with the Hunt for Shrug.
Congrats to Emmett and Co.!
Get-through-to-him-ma, bonny.
I think there was more, but my brain isn't functioning at high levels just now, so can't think of stuff. Hugs to {{{y'all}}}.
It seems like I picked up a cold at Comic Con (four days packed in with 125,000 strangers, very little sleep, eating nothing but crap - go figure [still fun though - I spoke to Joss in the hall! And he answered me!!1!!11!]) Apparently I brought it into the office before I realized I was sick and slacker!co-worker picked it up. However, after we were just saying yesterday that neither of us could really afford sick days right now (he burned through most or all of his sick days with back issues and migraines [or "migraines", I don't know which any more], and I wouldn't feel right taking a sick day because of Comic Con when I used vacation time and changed a shift in order to go to Comic Con), guess who's in the office alone today? That's right, the one who feels like crap but promised that a certain project would be finished today and didn't want her supervisor to have a coronary trying to create her month-end report. WHATEVS. Just keep telling myself, "Slacker makes me look like sterling example of awesome employee-ness."
Whew, sorry to offload on y'all when I've only been back from lurktonia for like a day, but apparently needed to vent. I feel better.