NO COMEUPPANCE!
Absobloodylutely.
Karaoke.
Shut up and answer my email.
My manager is having a freakout, and while I get it, I wish she would leave me alone so I could just be sick and not feel bad. Instead, I'm doing developers' work because...I don't fucking know. They're not doing it themselves. And I don't mean development, I mean things like "Well, why don't you call [so and so] and ask him about the code he wrote? I told you I DON'T DO THAT."
Jesus. That's not even the pain talking. I'm not a .NET programmer. I can't suddenly pretend to be one. So I'm making myself look stupid to support by asking kindergarten questions because no fucking DEVELOPER can work out how to put the ticket in themselves.
Well, nap now. Fuck this shit.
I've always wanted to do that. It's Rosemary Sutcliff's fault. Also, Kipling's
And Dorothy Dunnett's, for me. But mostly Sutcliff.
Connie,
you might even be able to get a paralegal to do the will for way under $1K.
Vegas! Hawaii! Australia!
Since I don't really enjoy gambling, I'm a little meh on Vegas, but I'm totally down for Hawaii and Australia!
(Did I tell you that I found a local place to buy Koloa Rum Company booze? Woo!)
The rumors are that Zimmerman is going to be charged with 2nd degree murder.
If I travel to a different city for a job interview, can I claim it on my taxes as an unreimbursed business expense?
I've always been Ms. Cautious and feel that I missed everything.
It's not all my fault, though...there really have been fewer opportunities to cut loose
The rumors are that Zimmerman is going to be charged with 2nd degree murder.
I really hope this is true.
God, I am so bored at work right now. I've been handing off my various projects to the people who will be taking them over when I'm out on maternity leave... and now I have nothing to do all day. Ooh, wait, I think I have a few emails I can answer.
