This morning in mistaken email addresses, someone French-speaking is trying to use my email as their recovery address.

They told me if I didn't recognize the account, to "Cliquez ici", which took me to a link called "Disavow." I feel like I'm about to abandon Tom Cruise in the middle of an impossible mission.

Disavow! I want to disavow something. A lot of things, probably!

Disavow the hell out of it, Dana!

I'm amused this morning because I had some gift cards from Macy's that were probably 2 years old, so last week I used them to order some makeup I was almost out of. I ordered enough to get a gift with purchase (I totally dig those, even though I only use maybe half the samples), and what amuses me is that the makeup items that I ordered shipped separately from the little gift with purchase. I got the makeup about a week ago, and the wee gift bag showed up today. What journeys have you been on this week, wee gift bag?

We have a ton of people out right now. It's eerily quiet. I just threatened to start playing one of those ambient noise sounds-of-the-coffee-shop things and got some buy in from my co-workers.

I would watch that animated fold, Tep. Journey of the Wee Gift Bag

At the vet with Franny, who has a fever and has been throwing up (and apparently has belly pain). My poor old girl. I'm worried.

Fingers and paws crossed for Franny!

Oh dear, ~ma for Franny.

Aw, Franny~ma!

I'm getting my work laptop! Exciting! And before 3 months officially in the new position that "requires" it. Barely.

Surgery~ma for your roommate, Theo.

Franny, be well!

ND, I've been thinking good and profitable thoughts your way. I hope everything works out in your favor soon.

There's something ironic in being anxious and stressed-out over having to wrap up apprx. 800 tasks on my last work day before leave due to anxiety issues. It's noon already and I've done one of them.