Aw, amyth. I wish I could help.

Thanks. It would probably be better if I had slept. I'm just having trouble making decisions at the moment, and I'm having to make multiple decisions at once. Not good.

I just need to take it one thing at a time, and it will be all right.

Oh, amyth, I'm so sorry. Insent.

Crappity, amyth. I wish I lived nearer to you. I could be of some practical use. Damn it, I hate having nothing more than words to offer.

Damn it, I hate having nothing more than words to offer.

This. It's hard, but you can make it, amyth. You're right about one thing at a time.

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My fave is that K is for "King Kong's ding dong."

All condolences, shrift and family.

Also, I'm irrationally pissed off that I spent $70.00 on flowers for E.'s wife last week, and only our operations manager chipped in. He tried to give me twenty bucks, like he knew that no one else would, but I wouldn't let him. Fuck you, office!

Dude, what the fuck? NO ONE else chipped in? Not B, not G for the love of God? Also, you know I'm chipping in, but I'm also broke until Friday.

This just isn't going to work. I have no time for a nervous breakdown.

Lordy, don't I know the feeling.

I wish I could take time off and drive you to the vet and back, but I just can't. I might could drop you in the morning if someone could pick you up.

Would it be helpful for me to come over tonight and help you focus/get things done? We could help each other, and watch Inception special features as rewards for getting things done.

smonster, you don't owe me a cent, honey. I'm pretty certain I owe you for Wendy's last week.

Haha, the Inception special features are trapped on the Blu-Ray, which are trapped in A's apartment, where the apartment complex communal Blu-Ray player lives. But we could be ninjas and break into her place! Or knock.

Thanks, y'all. I love you people. Seriously. I think I'm just having a combo sleep-deprived/you want me to work? Work really hard? Can't you see I've got serious shit going on? moment. Once I make about twenty unpleasant phone calls, write up an agenda for a meeting I don't want to have, draft some contract language while completely sleep deprived, and make an appointment for Lulu tomorrow with a different vet that's in between my many meetings tomorrow and figure out how I'm going to get her there, I'll have it halfway under control.

Until tomorrow's freakout. Watch this space!

Oh, smonster, The Mayor is leaving and going to the University of South Carolina. After he turns into a snake and eats us all.