February 10
 
 
 

Check the blob in the tank! It's Johnny Shutup.  He's trying to walk off a strawberry feeding frenzy.
 
 
 

Hi there.  Sorry for the long time between entries, work has been kind of crazybad, and I've been doing stuff at night.  That's right, sometimes I DO stuff.  Take this week for example.  I'm OFF.  My only big plans are to take Angelo and Eleanor (who are doing pretty well, surprisingly) to the casino, and plans with Nick on Valentine's Day, which are really none of your business, so you'll just have to use your imaginations. Despite the fact that what I've got planned doesn't sound like stuff, it's stuff.  It's stuff keeping me from sitting down and composing a heartfelt entry about my angst and how no one understands me, or how I am poor and yet indulge in questionably expensive hobbies.  I mean, sure, I'm sitting here in my pajamas right now, hair all up in a towel, just out of the shower, and it well may be 11:00, but I can't see how that's any of anyone'e concern.  My excitement for today is getting off to a late start.  The very fact of my sitting down in between action packed activities is an indication of my very fond feelings for all of you.  You want some Dana, you get some Dana.  Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

In work news, I don't know that I mentioned this, but we're moving into a new building across the street.  It's new and tremendous and creepy, and I've had really mixed feelings about going.  My mixed feelings were shoved firmly to the "fuck THIS" side of the road when two things happened:

1.) I learned that I was sharing a tiny office space with another 2 or possibly even THREE other admins.  That mightn't be terrible if the room wasn't designed to have the 4 people BACK TO BACK.  Perhaps one of my greatest pet peeves is having people stand behind me.

2.)  The building is huge, unfinished and really REALLY creepy.  Have I mentioned creepy?  The first (and only, so far...) time I've been in, my skin crawled the entire time.  I don't know what it is about the place, but I just don't like it.
 
 

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