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MAKE IT END! MAKE IT END! PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS HOLY, MAKE THE DAY END!

This is bad. No one here at work has done anything this afternoon. Eegads...myself included...and we're like done. DONE I tell you. We're actually CAUGHT UP...and this day won't end...and we still have tomorrow....yoikss...

And I'm hoping that I'm not going to go full hard on sick. Cuz I'm all SARsy scrappy throat. Urg.

Yeeee aaaahhh!

Okay, so I forgot that certain people were supposed to be coming out here this weekend...(*cough*resonance42*cough*)...but you know, I've been forgetting lots of important dates, and other such stuff since my PDA went poof. And I had *thought* that I'd taken the batteries out...freakin' biggizzin, crappolutulou! I'd left them in for MONTHS, and there is much mucho corrosion! DAMMIT.

*sigh* In the words of Michael Jackson in The Wiz:
You can't win child!
No! You can't win!
You can't win child!
No! You can't win!
You can't get even
You can't get out of the game...

Or something like that. Ain't it pretty?

So I'm counting down to Vegas. Dave and I are hitting up the wonders of The Frontier, and whooping it up Hunter S. Thompson style...well, some of it anyway...though I'm going to be particularly loopy this trip...just remember what the commercial says: What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Just know this: If anything really noteworthy happens while we're there, I'll be posting stories, quips, and winks and nudges.

I dance. I laugh, and laugh and laugh. And then I stay online like six hours. GOD I need DSL, and 8 more hours in the day for sleep, or other things.


Oh! And Checkit!

I am 53% Tortured Artist

Art is significant in my life, people are scum but I have the capicity to deal with it. Give it a few more years and I will either forget about art or hate the world.

Take the Tortured Artist Test at fuali.com

Thank gawd...less than Buk, I'd have to...um...not post it? Yeah :-) LOL!