Karate today kicked my butt. I'm SO exhausted and am on a conference call that doesn't need input from me yet. Blerg. let me do my bit and be done.
And thanks for the dealing~ma the other day. Things aren't resolved yet but there is a plan in place. Which makes the dealing much easier.
Buffistas are powerful folks.
Heh.
But seriously: these fucking people.
Argh! My belief that my candy thermometer would beep when the proto-yogurt cooled down to the designated temperature was unwarranted. That was not a good thing to complete forget I was doing.
My manager has suggested I don't work tomorrow. I'm having all sorts of conflicty feelings. In terms of the shiny shoes being too tight, I had intended to go have my brows done during lunch today, but the boss took us for Mexican instead. I could do that tomorrow morning, ship off my faulty NAS, and go earlier to the ER.
Some people can can naturally, other people, like Jessie, try very hard.
OK, this fucking thing better be done. I really believe it is done, and also really need a drink. Which, luckily, I have at home, since I cannot deal with one more person today.
MY ONE POST SHOULD BE ENOUGH FOR YOU MS ita!!!!
I am feeling neglected. Relatedly no one likes me and I am going to eat worms.