And I just pulled Mac and myself off the parental' cell phone acct as there is no big advantage anymore and cut them a check to cover half of the bills for the last 8 months. Hands washed of that.

I ate greasy food for the first time in a week and a half, feel a little sick, BUT! It did not blow my calories for the day as long as I just have salad for dinner and don't drink.

she got married last week and is changing her name, so now she needs new email

My workplace apparently cannot change your email if you change your name. We have a bunch of women who have gotten married since they started working here and changed their names, so their email address has nothing to do with the name in their signature or on their nameplate or how they introduce themselves.

I don't understand it, we use gmail, how can that be impossible?

Damn, Lee, seriously?

And same to Zen.

I feel enough better today that I am pretty sure I really should have called in sick yesterday. Oh well, too late for that knowledge to help anyone now. And the things to do, they keep coming in faster than I can, you know, do them so maybe for the best there wasn't even less time with me Not Doing.

My workplace apparently cannot change your email if you change your name. We have a bunch of women who have gotten married since they started working here and changed their names, so their email address has nothing to do with the name in their signature or on their nameplate or how they introduce themselves.

I guess the story here is, they can't change the name on your account, but can only give you a whole new one. So for this woman, it's no big deal since she doesn't have existing emails. But it does make me want to ask another coworker who did get a new email after working here for at least a year how she handled it. But yeah, a lot of people just have outdated email addresses.

I just scheduled the plumber to come by at 8:30 AM Friday. I forgot about housemate, though, who gets up around 9 for a long shower. I think I'm going to just give him fair warning and suggest he get up early. Or, no, I should call back and re-schedule, shouldn't I.

Damn, Lee, seriously?

They are now saying that the May bill did get paid.

Last week.

Fsa claims wrangled, dentist bill paid. Kickin ass takin names on this to do list.

Changed plumber to 1 o'clock. That way I can tidy in there a little more. Though I'm sure plumbers see far more horrible things every day.

I'm angry and hungry and they put onions on my pizza instead of pineapple. Urgh.

My car won't be ready until tomorrow, but I'm actually okay with that. I didn't feel like going out again. Mechanic was very apologetic. One of his guys suffered heatstroke and had to be taken away in an ambulance. (I know this really happened; I was told about it by two other people as well. Poor guy was in bad shape.) And another guy was out on vacation, and there were about 800 vehicles there when I arrived, so yeah. He's having a bad day. Worse than mine! Perspective, I haz it. I'm just gonna sit here in the air conditioning with my pizza and hard cider, and calmly wish fleas on my giant dick of an author.

On my screen, the line ends with

calmly wish fleas on my giant dick

and I blinked in severe startlement until realizing A) I don't believe Zen has a giant dick, and B) the sentence continues.