I took today off to finish moving and I'd gotten to the point of just staring at stuff so I moved one of the last big paintings and realized that I probably need lunch. So I'm taking a break to eat, watch Mad Men and visit my buffistas.
I'm trying to tackle a room that I need things out of and haven't touched. Egads, I have alot of stuff.
Also, there are rooms that just won't get done. Argh.
Current workplace is putting on the pressure not to leave. Sure it makes me feel like the prettiest girl at the dance at times, but it isn't much fun.
Explain to them that it's traditional in business to show appreciation with MONEY and POSITION and whinging about loyalty is a bit hollow as you learned loyalty meant jack shit the last time you got laid off.
Bostonistas! Is everyone okay? I see VW has checked in on FB.
Explosions at the finish line of the Boston Marathon?!!
Ginger, we're not near there so we're fine.
Whew, I texted my brother and he's fine (didn't even know about the explosions until I asked if he was ok). And my other Boston relatives are out in the suburbs, nowhere near downtown.
Holy shit! What is going on?
It sounds bad. One tweet noted a victim carried away with limbs blown off.
Janet Wu, a reporter for NBC affiliate WHDH, told NBC News that she heard two loud explosions. Jackie Bruno, a reporter for New England Cable News, said on Twitter that she saw people’s legs blown off.
Human beings are terrible.
I am just pissed at the news.