but then Sunday I am going to Vegas, and not coming back until Tuesday night.
I think that every time you use the word "Vegas," you should follow it with "baby!"
but then Sunday I am going to Vegas, baby!, and not coming back until Tuesday night.
Isn't that better?
I think that every time you use the word "Vegas," you should follow it with "baby!"
I agree with this.
I should be doing some work, but meh.
I am actually doing work. Shocking!
I should be doing some work, but meh.
One of my bosses (the one I work with most of the time) is still in London, so I've been slacking... just a bit.
Occasionally I email him about something on a test server that doesn't work, and he emails me back, with the name of the stored procedure to fix that he just happened to know off the top of his head. Scary.
I had a call that devolved pretty quickly -- it's a DC coworker and she's all annoyed that she has to go to an event with the First Lady. Classic DC. She's got a point, of course -- it's supposed to be her day off, and it will take her as long to get there as she'll spend being there.
I still doing my rewatch of Criminal Minds.
My Tivo's been catching some early episodes and I'm finally catching up. I never watched them because Mandy Patinkin, talented as he is, got to a point where he was grating on me. Last night I watched "Fisher King, Part One." Worth it for the shirtless Morgan alone.
Also? Crazy-ass unsub.
I hate it when I go to the laundromat to do laundry, and the First Lady takes the last available washer.
Me too! But seriously, when I lived in DC, I sometimes went to the church the Clintons went to, but hardly ever when they were actually there because the security was such a PITA.
Hey! I lived next door to that church. I used to call it Our Lady of Holy Law Enforcement.