10% of Your LJ Experience

Hi kids!

I am running on the ragged edge of exhaustion and it's a darn good thing I talked with Mom on Wednesday and we decided that I should just leave at 6am on Saturday morning, because I would not survive driving home tonight! I ended up going to a 'happy hour' for a friend from work's birthday. I'd been planning to do a go, stay for an hour, hour and a half and then head home.

Next thing I know, someone is saying "my god, it's a quarter til 11" which is VERY LATE for swmbo on a school night! Ouch. But it was awesome because somebody *else* brought up how excited they were about Studio 66 and three of us had heard of it - I was the only one to have actually seen the pilot, but the guy who brought it up had it waiting for him at home from Netflix. So then we all had a long conversation about Sorkin, Sports Night, West Wing, Studio 60 - and it morphed into a Buffy and Firefly discussion and for once *I* was not the one to bring it up, go go me. Plus, bonus, bartender gave me a free drink.

I am very, very tired now. But I have raspberry yogurt to restore my sanity. And a pile of work that's a mile thick. And the knowledge that yay, today is the first Assassins training, at 1 pm!

Unless...they're gathering *everybody* who has said they're willing to be an Assassin in one giant room. A room with, I happen to know, only one exit. SUSPICIOUS?!


(While typing this, I get interrupted with...)

OH MY FREAKING GOD!!

I just found out that apparently some SADIST in Upper Management has hired a MIME for the day. I've only seen it in the distance but apparently it's been hired to walk around our offices all day and 'entertain' us.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH LUTHORCORP?! MIMES ARE EVIL!! Everybody knows that!! FAR more evil than World Domination.

Today is gonna be even harder than I thought - vibe for me kids. Vibe hard.

I enlist my flist!!

I am exhausted and my head is HUGE, like a pumpkin. That's step one. This is step two:

After talking with Mombo on Wednesday (and knowing that if I left today, I probably wouldn't actually get there until 11ish at night) we decided that I'd drive down on Saturday morning. I am particularly grateful for that decision now, when I can barely keep my eyes open.

But the problem is, that's making the decision making TOUGH. And I need help, peeps. *grumble* I beg. I grovel. I stare at you imploringly until you throw something to make me go away. And then I lurk around until you finally, impatiently, ask "ok, WHAT do you want, swmbo?

And I'll tell you.

( Those with no interest in books, audio or otherwise, go away, you are no good to me here :p )

The mime accosted me btw. She gave me a happy face card and once she TOTALLY freaked me out by standing behind me and waving an enormous fan and there was a breeze and I was like 'what the hell?' and turned around and MIME! GAH!!

Also, the assassins meeting went well. I have to assassinate one of the programmers. He's gonna go DOWN. Also, our assassinations will take place using water guns. *flexes fingers*