The Disney Princess Industrial Complex is definitely a recent innovation.
When I went to leave early, my team member who usually works an early schedule was still there. I was like, "Are you working on a deadline I forgot about or ????" She had plans after work, but later. Phew!
Am massaged.
Remember Leia is a Disney Princess now.
Ooh, good one, Matt. I don't know if I can pull that together but it's a good idea.
Hooray massage!
I am going home. The stuff I wanted to do will just not get done. Maybe I will come in early on Monday. I suppose it is possible I will work on it over the weekend but I really don't want to. MAYBE IT WILL NEVER GET DONE. I am at the fuck-this-noise stage of trying. Thank dog my manager approved using empty offices for meditation, I don't know if I would have gotten this far today without that.
Maybe it will never get done is my motto now.
Ugh. I had some friends over (one friend came at like 845am she also works from home, she invited another person who texted asking g if anyone was watching, anther friend came over after cutting out of work a little early) to watch the women's soccer game,. And then we LOST and it was sad. And then they left because they'd been here for like 8 hours. And yet, I'm still all "but don't you want to hang out? Do something? It's too hot to go dancing tonight! But I want friends! And realizing I have no plans for the weekend...
ION, Cindy!!! It is so good to see you around.
Maria! I had a whole thing to say to you, but then I skimmed the rest of the board and my brain went numb. That said, I think you're right about nearly everything. Sorry you've been through what you have. Glad you are telling it to us straight.
Also, Teppy? You're dead right.
Also, Teppy? You're dead right.
I like the sound of that! Which thing, though? Sometimes I am a crackpot.
Aw, meara, I'm sorry. You can still make plans for tomorrow and Sunday, yes?
I am having an Icelandic Arctic Berry Ale because I happen to have one right here. I'm liking it, but I imagine not everyone would.
The linen closet in my house has been full of decades old videotapes, because my beloved was a hoarder. Videotapes are fucking heavy, but all I have to do is get them into garbage bags and haul them to the back of the truck FauxSon left for me to fill for a trip to the dump next week. So damned heavy. Such stupid things to have held on to.