I managed to leave the house this morning with no gas in the tank and my laptop (which serves as my office desktop machine) at home on the couch.
Add to that the fact that out meetings today were scheduled in an entirely different conference room that no one could find. I tried our alternate building, our building on a different floor. Turns out it was around the corner from our regular room. Grymble.
All of my files for the meeting are at home.
Blah. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.
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I’m with you. At least I’m eight hours closer to the end than you. Try some nifty .. um.. time travel loopy mobius stuff and make that good news for you.
I’m going back to bed now. Grrr. Argh. Bed. Thump.
March 17th?
Is it St. Paddy’s allready?
that is too weird. Someone else on my friends list posted that Douglas Adams reference today, too!
The good thing about Thursday is it is followed by Friday! Woohoo.
Did that help at all?