Feb 03, 2007 03:50
So, my minions have been running amok lately, and I was staring down the barrel of about three administrative investigations that need to be done yesterday. Nothing at all bad happened, my little misguided children have been a terror upon the evil-doers, but being a terror upon the evil-doers generates paperwork for supervisors. So, my gameplan for tonight was get two of the three packets done, and deal with the third tomorrow.
It's cold. Nothing will be happening, right?
Yeah, not so much.
The good thing is that my boss knows that I'm busy and had no time to work on the stupid administrative stuff, so he already said that if he gets stuff on time he gets stuff on time, and if he doesn't he doesn't. Ain't no big thing.
In very much related news, there is nothing more fun than storming down a deserted freeway at 130 MPH at 0-dark-30 with the Red Hot Chili Peppers remake of Love Rollercoaster blasting from your stereo, en route to the third shooting of the night (and the only one of consequence to anyone but the shootee).
You give me that funny feeling in my tummy
Roller coaster...of love. Say what?
I swear I was dancing in my seat, no both hands on the wheel (Of course, Aili), singing along, while the radio broadcast suspect info.
So. Much. Fun.