I am only really there for the inevitable shirtless vicar scenes.

My boss left me &T in charge of ops while she's on vacation."It'll be fine! All will go smoothly" she said.

Ops went tits up, we have our suspicions, it was a cluster. I *think* we fixed it. But everyone is pissed off at us. Too damn many balls in the air, I knew this would happen eventually. Of course now.

And boss asked me to be her rep for the housing plan mtgs in her absence for the move to the new building and SURPRISE! Schedule's been moved up and in the next two weeks we have to finalize room assignments and she's gone all of those days, so now it's all on me to coordinate our branch seating and coordinate with other branch mgrs the instances where we might want to have mixed branches in one office (like me. I really don't want to share an office with one coworker. She'd pester me to death, and I want an inside line to test or dev.)

Carousel just got cranked to 11.

One thing I loved about the end of Happy Valley is that the acknowledged James Norton was attractive when Catherine told moaning myrtle that she couldn't follow him just because he was beautiful.

I can now alienate ALL my coworkers and boss by landing them in shitty offices with officemates they don't want. And one won't be starting until after the move and another is out on disability for back surgery for the next three months, at least.THIS IS GONNA GO SO WELL.

Seat assignments is a truly thankless task.

I did not pack sandals, because I didn't have room with all the sweaters and tights I had to pack. Am hoping the forescast is lies and I'll have to buy all new sandals and sundresses and ship my g-d winter clothes home. I did get gold toes at least.

I am only really there for the inevitable shirtless vicar scenes.

of which there have been regrettably few.

And I also think that Amanda is horrible. I was very happy when he yelled at her, and very unhappy at the inevitable shitstorm that she is going to cause Sydney . Feh.

sara, I don't envy you that job.

I had to interview candidates for a job today. It's been a rocky, I want to leave my job few weeks and it was good to hear all of that idealism from others.

Dang, sarameg, that is a lot of responsibility, well, not exactly all of a sudden, but all at once.

Boo for no room for sandals, yay for gold toes! And yay for idealism! And yay for shirtless vicars, why not?

Watching the game on my iPad at Starbucks did not work out at all, but I heard most of the first quarter, some of the third and most of the fourth on the radio. I have trouble following basketball when I am watching it and listening with no visuals does not improve my comprehension, but I got the gist.

This week's lesson: Brush Knee -> The Needle at the Bottom of the Sea -> Fan through the Mountains -> Elbow Strike -> Punch with the Back of the Hand

Sara, enjoy the power!!

I am needing to pack and organize for my trip, but also clean (because the cleaning lady comes while I am gone). I am accomplishing neither, though it didn't help that a friend just stopped by for a beer on her way home from a date, to burble excitedly about her date (which was adorbs)

Oh, gosh, I love orange sherbet. Between a good orange sherbet and a good chocolate ice cream, I think I'd pick the sherbet.