I'm sorry for the drama, le n.

Loving that pic of Hillary. Has anyone written the RPF about Hillary and Obama as a crime fighting duo with super powers yet? Because now I want to read it.

I'm starting to suspect that David's Tea is stalking me. Yesterday I told the internets that I accepted the job offer, today David's Tea sends me email letting me know about the new cupcake teas they've created.

I noticed the cupcake teas the other day, Jilli. I was wondering, are David's Teas sweet? Some of them look like they'd be sweet. But there are a couple chocolate teas that look delicious, including that one you mentioned before, the one with the lips in it.

I'm still working. From home, but still. It's more just babysitting, but tomorrow is going to be batshit crazy (a certain beloved Senator is visiting for reasons I will reveal when the time comes, hopefully with pictures!) and I just need to get this stuff out of the way so I'm at a point where I can tackle a thorny problem before the insanity begins.

Even that sentence makes me tired.

In short: Fucking work.

Amen.

One of my coworkers retired today. Another is retiring is 23 months. But she said that if things go badly with this reorg, she's leaving earlier, but staying long enough to make everyone involved miserable.

I ... don't find Ryan Gosling attractive. He's charming, he may actually be a superhero, but not, IMO, good-looking.

You guys! I just realized I could have legitimately said, "I gave at the office." The Red Cross is calling, and I gave non-Red Cross blood literally at my office!

...good times.

In short: Fucking work.

The word went out: Jilli is going to be gainfully employed: tempt her!

I had an odd day at work: first, I spent the morning going to and from the doctor's office. (Seriously, I spent something like two hours travel for less than an hour at the destination. ..seems wrong.)

Then I got to work and started in on my giant project but mid-afternoon I had to up and go to the main office to cover their front desk. So I didn't really get anything done except determine that I need either a lightbox or s slidesorter or possibly both to effectively work on the collection.

I ... don't find Ryan Gosling attractive. He's charming, he may actually be a superhero, but not, IMO, good-looking.

Gah, I am SO with you.

In short: Fucking work.

And even more with this. Seriously, y'all, one of my co-workers quit yesterday, and we have a project from beyond hell that needs to be wrapped up tomorrow in addition to our regular publication, and I inadvertently became the point person for the project from hell because both my boss and Big!Boss simply didn't even understand the specifics of it (how do you start a project and solicit quotes on it if you don't even understand what you need to do to get it from An Idea to A Published Product?!?) and the fucking project is EATING MY SOUL but I'm ALSO responsible for getting the monthly journal out tomorrow along with the goddamn soul-eating project.

I ate a LOT of chocolate today. Easter candy FTW.