No, they're marching to nowhere from my kitchen windowsill.

The thing is, they have no destination. Can't get to cat food, it's on a water dish. Everything else is sealed up. I'm convinced they are eating my walls.

No, they're marching to nowhere from my kitchen windowsill.

They didn't get the memo that the place to be is Cincinnati.

I'll tell them.

So freaking annoying.

Used coffee grounds. I'm serious. I haven't had ants enter for two years after I sprinkled some coffee grounds near where they were getting in.

I don't mind ants, I just don't like them living with me. Also, my fire ant incident wasn't a lot of fun.

I went to pick up meds this evening and discovered my deductible has been met and I have no co-pay on my prescriptions. Thanks, Obama! (Even though every year the insurance company rep bitches about Obamacare in the meeting.)

Time to stock up!

I had ants once but I just went with poison traps because I am a terrible person.

Tonight I had dinner with an old friend from college who I saw last about a year ago, but before that hadn't seen in at least ten years. So fun!

My budget is all kerfucked because the Budget office did not put in the right numbers for salaries. Our salaries have not changed, but I will be more than 30K short this year if they don't change the numbers. Ask them to change the numbers and they say, "we can't because those were approved by the Bd of Trustees."

Then I got nominated to the Budget Committee, which I might be expected to chair, because I think I will be the longest serving person on the committee, and because I'm the only one who actually deals with a budget.

11 days until the beach, 15 until Sox joins us there.

Wow, Sparky. That's some Office Space level shenanigans right there. I have had about enough of life imitating satire.

It would be hard to overstate how much I just want to crawl back into bed and sleep.

Argh. I can't even get into everything, just argh.

How do you tell someone they need to work on having common sense?