Crappy day at work, due largely to the inability of others to do simple things like notice that they need to do something, or read the painstakingly simple and clear instructions that I prepared for them, despite the use of several meetings, emails, tickets, face-to-face conversations, and the use of many asterisks and all-caps typing on the subject. What does it take, fucking smoke signals?
But, the bane of my professional existence is now nearly cast off for good, so I guess there's always an up side...
Liz made me food, poured me a nice glass of wine, and took me to see Kung Fu Hustle, so life is now a lot, lot better. Interestingly enough, I am now in physical possession of my 12:01 tickets for Episode 3, as the machine at the box office automatically prints all pending tickets for your credit card. So, now I just have to defend them from all harm for 21 days, one hour, and 35 minutes, and the circle will be complete!
I am sure that there was something else I wanted to write about, but I'll be damned if I can remember what it was. Hmm.
I am uploading Philly photos as we speak and will hopefully start posting a few of them over the next couple of days for your enjoyment. In the mean time, you might enjoy this...
"With a strong foundation, you can achieve your dreams!"
- Mood: mixed