Yesterday was a big giant pain at work.
The voice mail wasn't working, which means that calls not only kept bouncing back to the front desk, but that idiots all over the company (and man, there are plenty o' idiots 'round our way) kept checking to see whether it was fixed yet every two seconds, which would also bounce back to the front desk.

I was only on the phones for about an hour and a half during Kelly's breaks, but after about five minutes I was saying "Boy, I wish I had a gun".

Also, the entire computer system was down in the L.A. office after the air conditioners busted over the weekend. There seems to be some sort of curse put on The Company That Must Not Be Named.

We didn't hear a word from the Phoenix office. Must have burned down.

This may fall into the category of "too much information", but yesterday I wore a skirt and a pair of underwear that I usually only wear with trousers, though I didn't remember why.

I remembered why pretty quickly.
It's because the elastic is almost gone, so I spent the day hitching up my underwear like a little kid, trying to stave off the moment when it fell down to my feet.

So last night on the news there was this horrified story about how some poor little tot was trying to see the Mars photos at www.nasa.gov but he saw some nekkid wimmin instead!

They said that instead of www.nasa.gov, he accidentally typed www.nasa. something else, "of course we won't tell you what those last three letters are", which certainly made it a COMPLETE MYSTERY to all who viewed the report.

Let's see, there's .gov, .edu, .net, .org, and....

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