I'm on vacation until St Patrick's Day.  Anyone looking to kidnap me should be aware that they have until then to do as they will, and nobody will know I'm missing for over a week.

My foolish managers are about to chastise me.  In doing so, they will be:  1, significantly altering the system by which the department is currently run in such a way that the (soon to be significant rise in) out of date items will be someone else's problem, 2, creating more work for both the other two shifts, and 3, ordering my shift to stop ( Read more... )

Run away with me.

I wish I could dance...I really regret the lack.

I am making a sincere effort not to force my way into other people's problems, no matter how sure I am that I know.  The answer, the question, the background, whatever.  It's not my life.

My sister's poor kitty.  It has something wrong with its liver, and is on special food and an IV.

I feel as if I'm generally annoying people of late, so don't take it personally if I withdraw for at least a while.  If you want me, you know how to get ahold of me.

I'm being whiney and mopish.  Shhh...

I've decided that I'm broken.  In a lot of ways.  So I'm going to try to list some of them ( Read more... )

Do I know anyone with a 615 area code?  Google says it's Nashville, TN.  Maybe just a wrong number?