Feb 06, 2008 00:34
I swear to whatever deities will listen that I'm going to kill that gnome.
Do either of you who read this know where I can find accommodations around the multiverse? I'd like somewhere to hide and somewhere to think clearly about the job at hand.
I do not like being called desperate simply because I'm not prudish and am willing to show others a good time. Nor do I appreciate the insinuation that I am tending too much to my baser nature and forgetting about the job. So insinuates the gnome who decided to break from the group for a day. I know we're all self-absorbed, but this is a job. There's money involved here. Almost all of us are willing to work together to that end. But not her, and I wonder where her motivation for that lies? I mean, when you're two and a half feet tall, eliminating the rest of the group is not to your advantage. I feel like I'm working with children.
Someone is going to get punted pretty soon. And I'm going to be taking up a certain offer to train with/borrow a gun. And then perhaps go drink myself silly.