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This is what I’m dealing with, people.  STILL.  And you wonder why I’m half insane.

Dear Fellow Commuter:
Well, well, well.  My condolences.  It’s quite the predicament you’re in, seeing as they clearly did not equip your Saab with an accelerator.  Shame, that.  Such a nice, shiny, expensive car, and it doesn’t have the ability to go faster than 30 miles an hour in a 60 mph zone.

I’m off work today, because I seriously needed a Mental Health Day.  (Seeeeeeeeeriously, judging from yesterday’s Grand Display of Idiocy and Illiteracy, which is too stupid and embarrassing to even go into, but suffice it to say that I’m pretty sure my coworkers think I’ve totally lost my marbles, like for reals this time.)  My [...]

Second verse, same as the first
I am so, so very sick of being exhaustingly busy at work.  Okay, so I know they pay me to DO MY JOB, and that’s fine because in theory I LIKE my job.  However.  That being said, I used to have occasional downtime.  Time where I could catch up on [...]

It’s been one of those weeks so far, y’all.  And it’s only Wednesday.  It started on Friday night, when we accidentally stole a dog, and continued on Sunday when I broke the sink, and then work is killer (shocking!) and then I sat down to write this and realized that I really don’t have a [...]