I'm a (mostly) responsible grownup and in the past year, I've had some epic hangovers I never ever intended, getting totally blindsided by the potency of the drinks. (Hi lisah!) It's always involved doctors and their concoctions. I'm taking that as a caution in the future. Hadn't had nights like that in ages.
'Bushwhacked'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Ugly Betty: Oh, Justin.
Jesse and msbelle, we had hot dogs and mac & cheese for dinner, too! It's a dinner convergence.
Well, I sent off the email telling the project manager I won't be in tomorrow (WFH until 10:30). The most unprofessional thing I have ever done, right there, because I had a brainfart.
I want soda bread. Not enough to go out and get it, but still.
I often wear green, but I didn't today. The only people I noticed clearly acknowledging St. Pats were touristy types downtown.
I am on day 9 of this cold/flu/plague. I'm improving, but the cough isn't quite gone enough for me to sit through previews with an audience.
Eh, it happens to us all at some point. I had to bail on a meeting tomorrow because a cleaning appt got re-re-rescheduled (I've lost track, stupid snow) and while I thought it was a safe day, it wasn't.
It's not unprofessional. Unprofessional is not showing up for no good reason and not warning. So if that's the worst you've done? Not bad. eta: Compare yourself to NewfuckingGuy. You're responsible.
The most unprofessional thing I have ever done, right there, because I had a brainfart.
Ugh. Hate it when things like that happen.
I am on day 9 of this cold/flu/plague. I'm improving, but the cough isn't quite gone enough for me to sit through previews with an audience.
oh yikes. A cough that bad is BAD. My cold is still going on day 31.
I have homemade soda bread toasting right now! NOM.
The most unprofessional thing I've ever done was call in to a job to quit, same day. I was only seventeen, though, and I hated my boss like burning.
My cold is still going on day 31.
That is NOT GOOD.