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Still caught up (sort of) on work, and it feels strange not to be rushing around and sighing in disgust when I catch someone sliding a paper into my inbox. It�s quite pleasant. The work environment, however, has gone from unpleasant to downright repulsive with the appearance of the box elder bugs. They. Are. Everywhere. It is so gross. I just flicked one off my arm. There is one on my monitor. There are three on my cube walls, four on the real walls that I can see, nine on my window, and about four million in the vestibule. I want to go home and shower, shower, shower. My boss won�t do anything about them because �they are only around for a few weeks.� I might die of an overdose of revulsion in a few weeks. Yuck. You know, I was in a good mood this morning. I was belting out Less Than Jake (again, of course) in my car, I wasn�t too concerned about my lack of coffee, the kids were super cute today, it was a good morning. Then I was hit from behind by a gigantic mood swing. This mood swing means business. Now I feel fat and crabby and disgusted by the bugs and I want to go home. Except that I don�t have one of those where I could just relax for half a minute, I have to always be jumping up there too. God forbid I would sit down for a minute. Someone always has something that I need to be doing right now and I am just lazy [white trash] if I want to sit and rest my fucking torn tendon. I can�t win. Ooh, this could be a problem. Nick�s boss just came in and gave me the check he was supposed to give to Nick. Nick doesn�t like that kind of thing. Just being his wife is not enough reason to give me a check for him or talk to me about something he might have going. I hope he reads this and sees that he came in here and gave it to me. I didn�t ask for it! I just slammed an entire cup of lukewarm Awake! tea. That ought to be fun in about ten minutes. Maybe I�ll go make another. Is it really hard to follow simple instructions? Is it? Maybe I�m just too hard on people. Maybe when I say �right click on the picture� I should be more specific and include a diagram. Because �right click on the picture� does not mean �right click on the white space a few inches away from the picture.� You are correct, there is no menu option for �save picture as�� when you are not actually clicking on a picture. Yeesh. I have nothing interesting to say. I�m going to leave now. Kids are:I can't hear it too well, but I think it's Bob Dylan. I hear a harmonica. Last person who pissed me off:"How do I right click? What does that mean?" Have you been living in a cave? Heard in my house:For lunch. Somebody bring me a taco! I'm starving! Miss Anything? pics - 2007-06-05
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