My cat's favorite hidey hole is often his carrier, which I leave in a corner of the living room. He also hates his collar. So when we went to the vet this week I picked up his collar, walked toward him with intent, and Leifur ran right into his carrier. I closed it and there we were—ready for the vet with minimal fuss and drama.

Last night I dreamed that they were making a Buffy-Teen Wolf mashup, with the original teen characters playing adult versions of themselves. Adult Buffy, Willow, and Xander kept face-palming as they watched the new teens do the same stupid stuff they'd done, only this time with cell phones.

I am in the world's foulest mood, and if my coworker continues to be her usual self, I'm going to...sit here in a different city and be snarly about it.

Ohhh FUCKING TRUMP AND his FUCKING APOLOGISTS AND SUPPORTERS. Fuck them all.

I want to scream and punch things and possibly set fire to a few people.

I'm getting the impression that you are upset.

I have some explosive anger issues.

In 2018 you really shouldn't have a website that only works on Internet Explorer.

Oh, Gud, come and talk to our developers. My work software - the software I do all my work on - not only works only in IE, it only works in an OLDER VERSION of IE. It only works in 8. For years now, IT keeps trying to push an update of IE to our laptops, and we have to keep rejecting it. *facepalm*

After a (nother) half-day retreat, guess what? Still too many things to do and too little motivation to do any of them! 72 unread emails, most of which are requests for me to do work.

Also four meetings, but luckily two were both short and on the phone. So I have had time to catch up on the internet.

The problem with Zappos is that I don't have the time to get to the post office to send back stuff that doesn't fit.

All you have to do is drop it off at a UPS pick up. I drop it off in the mail room at work - easy. I am obsessed with Zappos.