Who should I sue?
Tino.
Today is my Friday, but the DH is on his way to Switzerland for two weeks (how is this fair, he doesn't even like chocolate!) so I will be running all the errands for a while. Which reminds me, we are out of milk.
Ginger, I'm sorry that you are still there, but glad you found the passwords and that Mr. Peabody is being taken care of.
There has been so much bad news at work, lately, that I may need a new career. Ideas?
Yep. Especially this one guy who's had nearly two years to do the thing he's now telling me he's too busy to do, but he has to do it because no one else can and nothing else happens until he does, so he threw something together from other peoples' work and gave me five pages when he knows I only have space for two, and now I have to fix a problem that wouldn't exist if this twat had done the thing he
volunteered
to do.
There are already about 20 bookstores here. Opening another one wouldn't be a good idea, then, would it?
So apparently everything and everyone can fuck off, is what I'm getting here.
A few people may also need a punch in the face.
My coworker just told me something about our boss that made just want to get up, put on my coat and never come back. (She has decided to lock herself in a room this AM to "fully understand" a project we've been working on for TWO YEARS already.)
I need alcohol.
You'd think not, but the new indie one downtown here is apparently doing a brisk business, though I've not been out to it, despite the new wine bar.
I need alcohol.
Not at all the same thing, but here are a bunch of vines of puppies: [link]
Tino.
F'ing Tino.
Best wishes Ginger. Sorry you're having to go through so much.
I didn't think it was possible for anything to be cuter than adult red pandas, but clearly I was mistaken.
Awwww, puppies.
How are red pandas and raccoons not related? But maybe they are?