Brought work home today.

*sigh*

I even sat down with the paperwork and pulled up the scripts that I am supposed to be updating before tomorrow’s 9AM meeting. Something in me snapped though. Instead, I read my friend’s journals. I read some of my favorite web comics. I *lounged* in my comfy desk chair and swilled diet Pepsi. Listened to some groovy music and mused on the past weekend.
I scoff at you evil daemons o’bring home work. I shall do you anon.
Really.
For now though, I am heading off to a warm shower with lots and lots of foamy, soapy goodness. Wash my hair. Shave my legs. Rub yummy thyme-currant lotion in. And then maybe a cup of chamomile tea while I read a few chapters in a fascinating book (Fingerprints of the Gods)
I may be slightly behind at work tomorrow. But I’ll bet that I won’t be all that stressed about it.

Lunch

…mmm…Cheetos.
They are so bad for you. But darn tasty nonetheless. Plus, Diet Pepsi and a bag o’ Cheetos was about all that I really felt like for lunch today. Maybe later I will eat the soup that I brought. But, probably not.

Somebody here at work has programmed their phone with Cartman saying “Respect my Authori-TYE”! every time the phone rings. It adds just the right touch of surrealism to this place.

Adjust Your Veil and Prepare….

What a productive little worker bee I am. It’s an absolutely beee-yoo-ti-FULL Sping day outside. And where am I?
I am at my fucking office trying to figure out a way to make my stuff and the team lead’s stuff match up. She’s testy because *my* stuff states what/why we’re testing (ST1_NT_Drive = Server tier one, NT OS, Drive status; her version is MON011) *le sigh*
I’ve got it figured out. But I don’t wanna be here. I want to be outside pulling up weeds. And never mind that I am still getting over the crud. I can sit down on the wet grass and do it. Oh, well. At least my manager is being nice (i.e,, letting me make up the hours. I would just feel better about it if it weren’t so gosh-darned lovely outside). At least I am making my self happy while I work; I’ve got the Aladdin Soundtrack going full blast in my headset. There’s something fantastic about Robin Williams singing a big show tune. ­čÖé

Game Day was yestereday. I think it went pretty well all things considered. I’m glad that J┬áis going out with William tonight. I feel bad for him. He really is overall a dandy guy. He’s just terribly unsocialized.

*thought : maybe I should take some psychology classes? Would I be any good as a counselor? hmm..
It would certainly be more interesting in the long run than what I currently do. *

This. Is. Not. Funny.

I’m into my …what? second week with my new employer? Yeah, and I’ve now had to miss 2 days due to the creeping crud. Some sort of seriously mojo’d up respitory crap that is currently setting up housekeeping in my sinuses.
Away with thee, foul demons of snot!
Away, I say!

damn, that didn’t seem to work.

I will post more later when I am feeling better. Anyone who wants to can come over and pamper me, btw. Chicken soup, bath salts and back rubs most definitely accepted.