I hope it all goes well, Dana.

I'm still grumpy this morning. I can't refill my pain meds until tomorrow, which means I wake up with a migraine in the wee hours and toss and turn until my alarm goes off. So all the extra exhaustion just sucks the life out of my day. At least I go home kind of early today.

Guy who introduced himself to me has started talking to me over the cube walls. All very nice, but he can't see me so he was interrupting me during a con call to tell me good morning repeatedly. Hmmph.

I would totally like for somebody to be my "Dad" in an absolutely non-incestuous context like: -fix stuff I break
-give me good-natured financial/romantic advice that I ignore, but listen to because your heart's in the right place.

-teach me sports or some other hobby he hearts.

Just treat me like Keith treats Rachel, and that'd be about right.(Except I could make KO feel about a million, but he should be used to that...a twenty-four year old *weathergirl* Really? Sir, I'm too old to play with twenty-four year olds anymore, and I've got an experience gap. But I couldn't date somebody who thinks Matthew Broderick is that sad-sack teacher in Election...I just couldn't.)

Whatever we repress, comes to the party in a different dress.

I love that, bonny. ~ma for your surrogate mom.

Fay, I've been thinking about you every time I see Bangkok in the news. Glad you're all right! Stay safe.

job~ma to them as needs it

I appreciate that the Barbie laptop comes in black as well as pink.

fingers crossed for Dana's DH.

food report: lunch is leftovers, but I polished off a bag of dried mangos this morning and used the last snack bag of popcorn as my snack today.

So, at 11:50 my boss was all "Where's XX he's supposed to be in this 12:00 meeting." assorted sighes, sheeshes, general indicators that he feels XX is slacking. I say XX is at old office. Sigh, hrrmph, "too late to call him now".

Fast forward to 1:25. XX walks in, my boss is out at lunch. I say to XX "You missed the 12:00." He's all "WHAT?!, not on my calendar!" I check, sure enough, he was not listed as an invitee. "hmm", I say, "boss was saying you should be here." shoulder shrug. XX is huffy. getting huffier.

Just a minute ago, boss walks in. "HEY!" hollars XX glowering. Boss is all "What? I knew you weren't invited, sheesh (my name) why do you have to cause problems."

!!!!!!! He is SO not getting messages today.

Starbelly makes SFGate.com. I had a guess the article referenced Starbelly just from the headline and the accompanying picture. Kinda scary.

L&O cancellation is official.

Is it me or is the worst kind of congestion when it's everywhere but your nose? Head feels like it's full of concrete, my ears are buzzing, and I'm dizzy and nauseous.

Do. Not. Want.

L&O cancellation is official.

Wah! They've been so good this season! A real renaissance.

FUCKING HELL. NO ONE HAS ORDERED GRACE'S DME FOR MONDAY. I am so fucking furious and I am going to lose it. The case manager is .... ARGH.

I have no words.