So very tired...
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I'm still alive, but damn am I tired. Two more days of this, and then I get the weekend off. Then I have two straight weeks of work (I'm working overtime next weekend: night shift, too. Woo.), and then I think I get another weekend off. Then I have four or five days of training on some of the new software. Looking forward to that, actually: the new software ought to make dispatching stuff easier, although I have a sneaking suspicion that it's going to create a lot more paperwork for us.
I haven't had time to go grocery shopping in two weeks or so. I'm beginning to make Mrs. Hubbard look like a food hoarder. I shall have to speak to the Paternal Unit about potentially borrowing the car Sunday morning in order to get some of the heavier items I need. For one, I'm almost out of V8, which sucks, as it's what I take to work with me.
The cats are doing well, although they're pissed off at me for being away so much. They haven't destroyed anything lately, although Gretzky sneaked into my bedroom the night before last (I swear she must have teleported) and knocked a large terracotta pot full of stuff off my night table. My apologies to
ai731 and
baronscartop if you suffered the same rude awakening I did. It was a terrific crash. *sigh*
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Heh. One of my coworkers just engaged in a battle to the death with a stapler, and while he claims he was victorious, I'm not so sure who really won... It's why they say never to wrestle with a pig: you both get dirty and the pig likes it. I wonder where the myth came from about pigs being dirty; as far as I've been able to tell they're actually pretty clean animals, given half the chance.
This weekend looks like it's going to be busy, what with seeing people and grocery shopping, and putting in at least an hour's worth of cleaning in the apartment. I just got it looking good, so I want to keep it that way for a while.
In other news, has anyone heard from
tcaptain lately? He seems to have dropped off the face of the planet, and I got no answer to an email I sent the other day, which is very much out of character for him. Perhaps I shall try phoning if I'm ever home at a reasonable hour.
I haven't had time to go grocery shopping in two weeks or so. I'm beginning to make Mrs. Hubbard look like a food hoarder. I shall have to speak to the Paternal Unit about potentially borrowing the car Sunday morning in order to get some of the heavier items I need. For one, I'm almost out of V8, which sucks, as it's what I take to work with me.
The cats are doing well, although they're pissed off at me for being away so much. They haven't destroyed anything lately, although Gretzky sneaked into my bedroom the night before last (I swear she must have teleported) and knocked a large terracotta pot full of stuff off my night table. My apologies to
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Heh. One of my coworkers just engaged in a battle to the death with a stapler, and while he claims he was victorious, I'm not so sure who really won... It's why they say never to wrestle with a pig: you both get dirty and the pig likes it. I wonder where the myth came from about pigs being dirty; as far as I've been able to tell they're actually pretty clean animals, given half the chance.
This weekend looks like it's going to be busy, what with seeing people and grocery shopping, and putting in at least an hour's worth of cleaning in the apartment. I just got it looking good, so I want to keep it that way for a while.
In other news, has anyone heard from
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