Okay, okay, okay.
Who wants to play "Find Mel a New Job"?
Anyone?
My boss made us read an article on dynamic managers and I was all, "Duh! I could have told you THAT." What drivel. Did I spell that right? Huh.
Am squeeing like a 12-year-old girl at the thought of Dom Monaghan and Elijah Wood in Austin. Because I am sad. But I can live with that.
Tomorrow I must take my Jeep to be serviced and spend the rest of the day being happy because I am not working. And, NO, I am not stalking hobbits in Austin. I can't do that without some alcohol, mariachi hats, and
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Have been sufficiently bizarre for the evening (or so I've been told - thanks, honey!)
G'night...