Stick a fork in me...
May. 18th, 2005 06:35 pmI'm done.
I have ten billion things to do tonight in anticipation of tomorrow's departure, and I am fried. The office is moving this week, so we've been hauling files around, packing up boxes for the archives, packing more boxes for the move, shifting cabinets, and dealing with a sudden rush on a number of big files.
I am burnt. So burnt that if you scraped off the black part there would be no brown bit of toast underneath. Charcoal, that's me. No amount of butter in the universe will help.
I love this icon. It says exactly what I need it to say.
I have laundry to do, litter boxes to clean, and dishes to do. There's more, obviously, but that's the important bit.
Oh, and one of the cats puked everywhere today. So not looking forward to cleaning that up...
I have ten billion things to do tonight in anticipation of tomorrow's departure, and I am fried. The office is moving this week, so we've been hauling files around, packing up boxes for the archives, packing more boxes for the move, shifting cabinets, and dealing with a sudden rush on a number of big files.
I am burnt. So burnt that if you scraped off the black part there would be no brown bit of toast underneath. Charcoal, that's me. No amount of butter in the universe will help.
I love this icon. It says exactly what I need it to say.
I have laundry to do, litter boxes to clean, and dishes to do. There's more, obviously, but that's the important bit.
Oh, and one of the cats puked everywhere today. So not looking forward to cleaning that up...