working for the weekend
Arrrgh. Wachovia's mainframe system crashed today, so we all got to go home early because we weren't able to work at all. But, you know what that means? I get to work on Saturday. Hurray Hurrah!!! [insert fantastic dance of sarcasm here]
But I stopped by the wine & spirits shop (err, "shoppe," because they're so very quaint) on my way home and picked up some French pinot noir and little individual booze bottles of Walnut Crest merlot. Wonder if I can slip them into the office? ;)
Am currently having a nice full glass of the froggy one with the incredibly complementary and oh-so-gourmet frozen pepperoni pizza. Salut.
Now all I need is some porn good music.
p.s. "Froggy" is meant affectionately. I love everyone! And feel free to call me a stupid yank. ^__^
ETA: This post's comments have come down with a case of the slashies. Sorry.
ETA2: I rarely read bad fanfic for fun (re: snark). But sometimes I do, and it pays off. Seriously, Mary Sues! 'Nough said.
But I stopped by the wine & spirits shop (err, "shoppe," because they're so very quaint) on my way home and picked up some French pinot noir and little individual booze bottles of Walnut Crest merlot. Wonder if I can slip them into the office? ;)
Am currently having a nice full glass of the froggy one with the incredibly complementary and oh-so-gourmet frozen pepperoni pizza. Salut.
Now all I need is some porn good music.
p.s. "Froggy" is meant affectionately. I love everyone! And feel free to call me a stupid yank. ^__^
ETA: This post's comments have come down with a case of the slashies. Sorry.
ETA2: I rarely read bad fanfic for fun (re: snark). But sometimes I do, and it pays off. Seriously, Mary Sues! 'Nough said.