I just learnt I have Good Friday off. Dammit I want the money. On the other hand, I'm having another cursed procedure done Thursday, so it's probably for the best.
Got thrown into a standing meeting this morning with a whole new team. And had to speak. Eep! But it seemed to work out well. At least having to speak meant I had value, instead of just taking up chairs the regular guys would have been using.
Okay. Gotta go get breakfast.
OK, not only is this adorable, but these cats names are frank and beans:
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Okay, everybody needs killin' today. By 10 a.m., I was cranky. By 11 a.m., I was downright testy. And now? People better just start lining up for the killin', is all I'm saying.
People better just start lining up for the killin', is all I'm saying.
t gets in line
Wait, no, that's not right. Is there a line to do the killin'?
Is there a line to do the killin'?
Get your own victims. I got mine all picked out.
What is it about today? Wednesday is not shaping up to be good. I'm in a bit of a killin' mood myself, yet I have no real reason for it.
Except for that feeling unsettled and edgy and cranky.
Bah.
And I dunno how long its been your tag, but WHOOHOO MEGAN DEBTFREE WHOO! Go you.
Thanks! As of this past weekend, Sallie Mae nows owes
me
$4.07.
Wrod.
Pet peeve about my(unpaid) job.
I once sent my editor the following quote"Call me Helen Keller, cause I'm a miracle worker, baby." after pulling off something a bit incredible(Not as much as Aims needs to. Dude, it's Obama, you can't stop this thing, you can only hope to contain it.)
Anyway, I got no attagirls, but five people e-mailed me to tell me Ari Gold was wrong. Hello? Quote? It's funny cause Ari takes so many intellectual shortcuts, right? Like, if he'd been Moses, instead of ten commandments, we'd get two as coverage, read by Lloyd.
And did I mention they can't pay me? And I have to read therapy exercises disguised as short stories or poems?
And I think somebody on Ok Cupid decided she was too nice to hang out with me, which hurts more than I expected.
Yardwork!
So many weeds. We have pulled up a fair amount of paving stones and bricks and rocks from flower beds and walk ways. Dad has just cut down two overgrown bushes and there is already 2 full garbage bags of weeds/leaves. Mac is on strike already. Not much of a worker yet.