Oh well
So much for having an uninterrupted work day... Maybe tomorrow.
PS: I am tried of drama. And I'm also tired of people that perpetuate it. Get a life, people. Or at least get out of mine.
You've heard about her. Most likely you've even seen her. I hear she gets around.
So much for having an uninterrupted work day... Maybe tomorrow.
After a day of being besieged, belittled, and inferred to as a queen B... it comes out that my innocuous question to the ex was justified. Duh! They still don't believe me when I tell them that I'm not going to try and teach a pig to sing. You only end up wasting your time, and annoy the pig.
Intentionally rude, inconsiderate, bitter, ignorant, petty, and angry people. People that no matter how many times you explain to them that you're inquiring to them about something NOT because you are interested in THEIR lives, but because of THEIR incompetence, YOUR life is being impacted. And the drivel excuse that gets put up if you actually point out they are acting childish? "My life is so stressful, I don't need to deal with this as well." Darlin, I have a news flash for ya... welcome to the real world. The line starts over there ------>.
Season Three of La Femme Nikita is to be released TOMORROW, TOMORROW, I LOVE YA, TOMORROW... you're only a day AAAAAAHHHWWWWWWAAAAAYYYYYYYY!!!!
Happy birthday to Lady Andrea Holt! We can celebrate by legally buying fireworks today, woohoo!! That means is only a month until Illustrious Sir Lynn Holt's birfday, too!
Camping, biking, golf, and racquetball... all in one weekend. Now my bootie hurts. More specifically, the muscle in back of my right leg going to my bootie hurts. Either riding on the bicycle seat or manual shifting the racecar has pushed me beyond my limits. I'm *so* glad I decided not to work this weekend. Oy.
We got to start off the week with wonderful news... my nephew was accepted to a dramatic school in NYC. He's excited, we're excited for him, and it's an exciting time all the way around.
... and I'm not just saying that because my brother's a pharmacist. Franchise, chain pharmacies... they are dumb sometimes. Unbelievably, how-can-you-be-that-dumb-and-have-received-a-degree, dumb. Yet they wonder why program integrity people want to take undeserved money away from them.
D's bought the Live Aid DVD. Powerful stuff. It's been a blast to the past, listening to all the music. It's also been a reminder of hair styles that should never again see the light of day.
My last day of work this week. Thank god/dess. The bulk of the legal deadlines are out of the way, and whatever fight we'll see from this latest round of manuvering will be a few days off. I might actually get to enjoy a few days out of the office. Coming none too soon, mind you.
Now if I could just get to be wicked!
Very mild weather here the last couple of days. Which is a-ok with me! Makes a girl restless, though.
I suppose there comes a time for everyone when they stop and look around at their life and say "so what am I going to do with this?" Work has been like that.
I must be in another dimension. Because apparently what I think is aggravating as hell, no one else apparently notices. I can't even blame my intolerance on hormones. This isn't a PMS week (I checked)!
Jerry Hall, you rock.