'cept, I don't know nobody named Stella!
Anyway. I's 2:30 in the morning on Friday. I got home from the office 45 minutes ago. I took a shower, changed my clothes, I'm writing this post, I'm going to my favorite little restaurant to get some breakfast, and then I'm going back to the office. If there are no new problems, I will leave about noon, come home and go to sleep.
I'm getting too old for this shit. Sorry. Stuff. Too old for this stuff. Yeah.
'Cept I said shit and I meant shit.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
Ooooo. That felt good.
Ndinombethe.
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No rest for the wicked huh?
Thanks for letting us know! Take courage, hang in there!
yikes... you do work strange hours. and if you were living here, it's now 12:40, and you'd be sleeping like a baby...
Ouch, that IS shit. Hope things settle down and you get some sleep!
Jientje: And BOY, am I wicked!
Shadow: It's called the joys of working in IT.
Ashlie: Ahhhhh. A sympathetic voice. I think I could easily become a sympathy whore.
Unless you really like what you are doing, and even then, I think you better take care of Lou first if you want to be there for those that really need you. That company, whoever they are, will plug in a new Lou when you drop. Remember that. At your age, my advise is to think about yourself first.
Oh, Lou, that's just insane. I hope you can get all caught up on some rest this weekend.
Holy crap, Lou!
And here I was posting about needing a cigarette. Bet you could use one more than I could.
Hope you're able to get home a.s.a.p.
More people should say "shit" if they mean "shit."
Of course, I think people should just always say what they mean in the first place. Would save a lot of trouble, IMHO.
So much for banker's hours!
To borrow Loralee's line, that sucks a duck!
Say it loud, fine with me :)
Oh, Lou that royally sucks! I hope that everything is settled and you're home resting now.
holy shit, lou. gets some rest because you just made me say shit. shit.
take care of yourself :)
I hope this ordeal is over by now and that you can finally get some rest.
Now, I know how you feel about awards, but I'm giving you one anyway. It's just my way to say thanks.
*throws a pillow your way*
Rest up Lou - you sound tired!
Moneythoughts: Never even entered my mind. 400 people depend on me.
Maggie's Mind: I will, I promise.
Momisodes: I'm home. I'm rested (a little) - it's going to be a long, lazy, weekend.
Loraine: Undisguised agendas? Truthful intentions? Never happen. Although it would be nice.
Suzanne: Quack, quack.
Nicole: Thank you, Nicole.
Joyce-Anne: Things are starting to settle.
Ohmommy: It could have been worse, you know.
Jientje: Thanks? You're thanking ME? Backwards, I think.
Cat: That pillow came in handy.
Oh ack! I hope by now you're home, sleeping....until tomorrow.
Shit, I know exactly how you feel.
Surely, you will get some sleep later. (Don't call me Shirley!)
Heh heh! You're right, sometimes it does feel good to say exactly the word you're looking for.
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