My dentist isn't hilarious but he is nice and he's smoking hot.
I read that as
smoking pot
and was a little concerned. Which sums up my mental state.
Work is trying to kill me. They moved the transition up a week because we can't be down the following week. There's a massive scramble to transition auxiliary code, and that's turning up new cross mission issues that are...thorny. And we don't have part of the database licenses yet. And chief database miracleworker had to leave for a family emergency today.
And I have jury duty monday, and this is supposed to start tuesday. And no one is telling me where on the test server to install my code that I need to test.
There are just too many moving parts to do this on the fly, and that's exactly what we're doing.
In a word, clusterfuck.
I do 15-20% on delivery, but that's usually $2-3, so.
OH MY GOD I'm so hungry I could knock over a small child to get to food.
OH MY GOD I'm so hungry I could knock over a small child to get to food.
But are you hungry enough to eat the small child?
What if there was jerk sauce involved?
Almost tempting.
My husband currently has the pasta. It's going to get ugly here soon.
My hunger snuck up on me in the form of a nasty headache. In my msbellian quest to empty out my cupboards, I heated up some TJ's frozen quinoa veggie stuff after adding a can of black beans, then mixed in some sour cream and Sriracha sauce. It was eminently edible, and now I'm waiting for my headache to abate.
Oh & congrats to Perkins and good job hunting, Gud.
I ran over a few kids in the pool, does that count?
I am looking what will possibly be a 12-hour day. Massive storms, large companies deciding now is a great time to update everyone through a major update, record-breaking volume.
But as of yet, no one has died/been killed in the office.
Yet.
I *loved*
Poisoner's Handbook.
But the wood alcohol chapters scared the shit out of me.
Are gifts a done thing for a first communion? We just got invited to the next door neighbor's son's a week from Sunday.
