My god... it's quarter to five and it's already pitch black out. I hate the end of Daylight Savings Time.

My world has turned to black again for the next six months. Noooooooooooooooo!

Dear Goddess,

Help me get through a day of having to placate Bigger Boss while Linda is not here. Since I know I won't get anything else done at all.

Please?

Sunday morning... watching Sports Century about Carlton Fisk on TV and trying to get myself motivated to clean this disaster area. I hate cleaning, but then I become a lazy ass and let it get to the point where cleaning is punishment rather than a short-term chore.

Grrrrrr....

Still, I know once I get it done, I'll feel better, and just feel less cluttered with my life.

Well, onward then...

*sigh*

If people would (or could) communicate with each other, things would be so much easier.

It's not my job to be all-points person for this entire company. We have people hired to be IT people, to be telephone people, to be EVERYTHING.

So why in the hell do they all come to me?!?

I work with weird people.

That is all.