So that's why you didn't get my emails. ;)

Wanna come over and visit? :D (I promise to not make you do anything other than keep me company while I put stuff away.) (Ok, wait. Scratch that, I lied. I would also like your opinion on my animated logo, which I think is now finished. :D)

Hehe... funny my seeing this after getting off the phone with you.

So I channeled my energies towards working a bit more on clearing my kitchen (my god... I can see the floor!)

In the process, hauled a rubbermaid tub up to the red room (our spare/computer/junk room) and opened it up. Among other things, I found photos from my foreign exchange in England, and pictures of the Country Bear Jamboree. :)

I have boxes everywhere in my apt. Ralphie has been sending me books, DVDs and CDs that I had in storage in Boston. I need to find places to stash everything...
:)

I put the suitcases neatly away again - except for the laptop carry-on I'll need for the WV trip. :D

Of course, now the bed is covered with the stuff that was still in the suitcases, but at least it's some progress.

I need to do more work on the kitchen.

But I also need to shower and get dressed for the show tonight.

Decisions, decisions.... :evil:

Well, I've gotten work-related stuff done today. And, Ken gets off work in 10 minutes, expecting to pick up the empty boxes from me... oops. :blush:

I better get back to unpacking.

I work with a true blond. Tonight I almost feel bad for her. She was trying to get a question answered by our warehouse supervisor. He kept dodging her. She grew frustrated and called him a Dick in front of his petty, little assistant. PLA told him what she had said and he got in her face about it. Our Elder owner came in and saw the aftermath and asked her what was wrong. So she told him, in great detail. She was starting to feel better when someone else in the showroom asked her if she told Elder Owner what she had called the warehouse supervisor. She replied that she had indeed told EO what she had said.

She is now wondering if she will still have a job on Monday. Guess what the EO's name is...

I'm covered in black paint, I spent the day in the sun and now I have a sore throat. Are these things related in some way?

I'm not sure I want to know....