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Clearly, my quack is confoozled. Told me I has an ear infection, big time.  If only she'd knowed that Slosh and Valkyrie had planted earwerms.  No gneed for fancy antibatotics.

*hack*cough*wheeze* Antibatotics for pre-bronchitis too.

Lucky me.

I don wanna watch no chik fliks... not while DH is watching GoodFellas.... OY.

Guano go read my gnu La Nora book in a bit. Feelin' shirty anyways, what a lil (lot) of rioter envy thrown in to boot. *snorf*snert*honk*blow*wheeze*

YippeeJoy....Feel my happy....

Lurid texted me (who is currently sitting in clinic waiting room with TM) to say that:

Aims is on her way to pick up Firebug to take him to ER. Very bad headache and can't walk.  FWAPS needed!

CearhaBat ~ Hinternational and substitute Domestic Cave Operator.

*fwap*fwap*fwap*fwap*fwap*fwap*fwap*fwap

.... fwaps to sPam's malebox to steal the pods she's cancelled in her area.

My particular dietary area is free of any pesky cancellations..

In udder gnus.. I yam trapped at werk for anudder 40 mins. I innit gots no pods or DQ mice cream, but Iz gots sugared orange slices. And a tummbly ache from too much sugar... Go figger.

Oh and a severe earache. Yep. Owie.  *pops open titanium umbrelly* Whether not lookin' so good down here in WhosStoned, neider.

@@@ Happy Birthday! @@@

In other news I'm late for work, but I don't care today. Finished crapter two in an emergency request for a novella. Whooosh! But man, am I tarred.

Happy Hump Day!

Iz an Engrish enlisted, cuz I innit gots no steenkin deegree, Engrish or udderwise.

So, I'll lead the parade.  Fall in and we's off to find poopy puppies, lizards and guano pies with kitty litter sprinkles (NYCorSkat).

 In udder gnus, I have to go to the Social Unsecurity Orfice today. Pity me.

In udder gnus, seems our bank anticipated our poor financial skills and pre-bounced many, many checks and took their bank fees right away.  Uhhh... nooo....

doG, aint I glad today is Chewsday?? A whole more four days to be dragged thru afore the missouri is ovah.

*fwappity.....roost......*wibble*

but I *do* have a serious IBS attack caused by toxic cowerker. Or, rather shurker.

*wheels out the Cold Sneezeburger launcher* It MUST be done. How else will she larn?

Course, the ginormous She-rah, Peencess of Powah batazz whoopin' she got mighta wized her up a bit and the super-ginormous Deer Bozz azz-jumping she got too, but why take chances?

*Ready.... Fire...AIM!!!*  Take that, youse oogy beech....

*Continues to ignore the Bronbat issue while dropping tranquility pellets into Bron's Jug O'Whine.....*

((((Trish))) ((((Joyce)))) (((((Lori))))) (((((MichelleW.)))) (((Anyone I missed)))).

*puts fingers in ears* Caint hear 'bout the teethin' babies.... makes me feel the need to dash out and send multiple tubes of max orajel and motrin wingin to all the mommies and babies.

Joyce, I believe my job is waaaay too social. Every day at lunch, the decision is made about which office we shall gather in to have group lunch. Heresy to consider not joining in. Too bad. Sometimes my DH swings by to get me for lunch. I'm going, so there.

I've finally hit my 400 magic hour mark, which means I can officially be hired on as full-time, benefit receiving, employee.  The Big Boss in still in the Ukraine, but left instructions that the arrangements should be put into motion for him.

I thought all was well. I thought wrong. Can we say over-stepping, toxic co-worker? I know that I sure can.

Seems the admin assistant took it upon herself to see if the IT people would put internet tracking software on my computer. Just mine. Seems she saw the internet up twice in one day on my pc. (horrors). While she tells all what a fabulous, can't-do-without worker that I am, I seem to have a weeee bit of a problem with my internet usage.

Mind, I work rings around her, do my job AND her job and every single person around knows it and comments on it. Luckily, the IT person was apalled and outraged by her request and took it to our 2nd in command, who was also outraged. *sigh* the office was clearly on my side and she was counseled and disciplined because had she done that, it would have been an extreme violation of Company policy.

I'll get my job, but the bitter taste is going to be difficult to swallow.  The big boss said she didn't care if I 'lived on the @#$% internet all day long!' I do the work of two people and STILL volunteer to help others.

While its nice to have such strong support, I HATE drama and contention attached to me. I'd much prefer a quiet cubicle where no one knows my name.

Isn't life odd sometimes?

Batty Bardday to yeeeewwww....

You volunteer in a zooooooo.

You know all the monkeeys,

And some big geeraffes tooooo!

...galavanting around Tuscany *sigh* Much. Time to buckle down and get that ms finished, huh. Hope you brought back some wine to "refresh" your research. Heh.

((((((((MB))))))))) on the DD/bf issue. Feelin' your pain, sistah. BTDT.

That said, my DD came home yesterday from the Mall having been there with her 'friend'.  I dint recognize this 'friends' name.  Turns out, he is her football player 'friend' she's been telling me about. (wiiiide circle of friends).  Also turns out they have a date on Friday for dinner and a movie. Her first 'real' date. Sigh.

Now I have to go to work. Yesterday was my 400th hour, which makes me elible for permanent hire at this assignment, however, Deer Bozz is on  a three-week vacation out of the country. Raise your hand if you think he left allowances in place for my hire.

*crickets*

Yeah, kinda what I thought too. Is it Friday yet?

Tarred. Muchly. Doin' guest editormenting for some disgracefully (NYD) moonlit place. Poor awther. Heh.

Seems DD and DH are both getting sick. Bad gnus for DD cuz *ahem* (clears hecklin voice)....

DD's gots  boyfiend! DD's gots a boyfiend!

And now he'll prolly be sick too. Teenaged germ wagons, the lot of em.

I yam now tarrededer, but in the top 10. I *could* axe for mo' than that, but why spoil imperfection?