Cash, Boston Proper is now selling black jersey pants built-in with Spanx. I may actually give them a shot, even though dress slacks and I have a long and sordid history.

Am I crazy to think that it is a lot to expect of a 2nd grader to get time, location, special instructions about dress - all correctly passed on to a parent? And 1 night notice on a change?!?!?

No, I don't think you're crazy at all.

On the other hand, when I was a teacher, I had to give a week's notice on anything I wanted printed/copied to hand out to students. Depending on your school's budget, the teacher might not have been able to send a printed notice in this time frame.

So sleeeeppppyyyyyy...

The hurry part is happening. I want to kill people. It's bad.

I'm going home in an hour. I don't want to kill people, but I do want to go home and just veg and play with my cat.

I could go and kill people for sarameg, though--that'll liven things up here!

it's 5, you and I should both leave work.

the schedule for the next 5 nights is all screwed up now. I need calm and patience. My roll with it can be accessed, but mac's? I'm not so sure.

And we've hit another wait.

Jesus.

These people do not know the meaning of last, final or deadline.

I've got so fucking much to do tomorrow and now I can't do anymore today.

sara, I'm gonna say this now. Don't check your work email from home tonight.

Majel Roddenberry died.

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I'm also toying with the idea that this is a family that's so insanely old-money wealthy, that they might have even commissioned their own 707 and had it outfitted to their own specifications, but that might be verging into Danielle Steel territory.

It makes me think of private rail cars.