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Somedays it feels like it's just me and my boss against the world. He gets pounded with questions from TPTB and I dole out answers to those questions with ease. Those are the good days. Today is one of those days. Today I do not hate my job.
My stupid tooth has sucked away all my mad spending money. At least I had the funds to cover the repair.
The Prius is going back in the shop tonight. The warning lights of DOOM popped back on and stayed on during Hubbyfink's commutes yesterday. He's very annoyed. I say he's cursed because I had no problems with the car during Saturday's road trip.
I am barely controlling myself from attacking the dayshade with more stencilling. I want to go nuts on the back wall and/or roof. I tell myself it's blingy enough but I don't want to listen. Mars needs more bases upon which to stencil. What Mars really needs is to channel that energy into making cardboard templates for the pavilion's design.
I finally wised up and printed copies of the tent picture. Upon those copies, I sketched out designs. I've finally decided what I want to do; of course, the paper copy is at home and today I'm in the cube farm. You will have to wait to see the winning design, Gentle Readers. Ack! T-minus six and a half weeks until Land Grab.
My stupid tooth has sucked away all my mad spending money. At least I had the funds to cover the repair.
The Prius is going back in the shop tonight. The warning lights of DOOM popped back on and stayed on during Hubbyfink's commutes yesterday. He's very annoyed. I say he's cursed because I had no problems with the car during Saturday's road trip.
I am barely controlling myself from attacking the dayshade with more stencilling. I want to go nuts on the back wall and/or roof. I tell myself it's blingy enough but I don't want to listen. Mars needs more bases upon which to stencil. What Mars really needs is to channel that energy into making cardboard templates for the pavilion's design.
I finally wised up and printed copies of the tent picture. Upon those copies, I sketched out designs. I've finally decided what I want to do; of course, the paper copy is at home and today I'm in the cube farm. You will have to wait to see the winning design, Gentle Readers. Ack! T-minus six and a half weeks until Land Grab.
