I really need to win the lottery

*sings the I-Don't-Like-My-Job song*

Okay, that's a bit harsh, but still. People are being bitchy today (not with me, but in general), and it's getting on my nerves. I'm also hungry, and that's giving me a headache (but not a migraine! Yay!). I have the Giant Mountain of Filing(TM) to get to, and then the Slightly Less Large Mountain of Filing, which is separate.

I want to run away and join the circus.

At least Labour Day weekend is coming up. I could use the break. Mind you, my "breaks" these days end up more tiring than work. I can't win.

I need a tea icon...

I have tea. We got our new water-dispenser at work last night, and it dispenses hot water as well as cold. So I went to the local IGA and bought milk and tea bags: Earl Grey, Peppermint, and Orange and Ginger. There's already sugar in the office, from when we had a coffee pot that brewed perfectly disgusting coffee that no one ever drank except in desperation.

I got myself a mug with a pseudo-impressionist illustration of what might or might not be a café in Paris. I'm going to wash it and use it, because I hate drinking tea out of styrofoam.

Still. Tea puts a different spin on things.

It's funny 'cause it's true!

250 things you're not allowed to do in an RPG.

Yet I must disagree with #26. My Valley Paladin was especially effective against the undead, and I especially enjoyed breaking the rest of the party's brains with her:

*makes sign against evil and tosses hair*

"Like, avaunt!"