TGI... oh, Frell.

Aug 21, 2009 13:48

Not enough hours in the day, or caffeine/tequila in the Western Hemisphere. Feeling like I'm too little butter and there's too much toast.

Probably my fault because I'm feeling a lot better and therefore trying to catch up on the Oh.My.GOD.I.ignored.SO.MUCH.during.radiation!!! (Doesn't matter that it was by necessity; it falls to me to fix it.) *grumblegrumblefussfussfuss* Well, that and QAL rehearsals are starting up again/working on a new CD. And... and... and... I'm starting to hate that word.

I have no vacation time. Level of suckage? High. Nearly epic. Yeah, I still have a job and should feel lucky, blahblahblah... but that smacks of, "Clean your plate. There are children starving in [insert Third World country of choice here]." To paraphrase Wayne Brady, "Is Hell's Kitten gonna have to choke a bitch?" I need a Get Stuff Done vacation, and then a Fall Down After Getting Stuff Done vacation.

Wish I had it in me to hit Panoptikon tonight, as sometimes Surly Girlie is fun when clubbing (and certainly cathartic)... but then clubbing might be more of an action verb-and conducive to assault charges-than is seemly. Besides, Panoptikon might hit back...

Feh.

fork.in.me

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