frankmask

Grr. I was supposed to swap shifts with a co-worker so that I could hang out at the ren fair all day on Saturday, but he hasn't gotten back to me to let me know if he can work my Saturday, so now I'm sitting here with my metaphorical dick in my hands (My actual dick has so much potential energy that it has to be kept in a magnetic bottle in a laboratory in the middle of Siberia.) wondering whether anyone is going to show up at work tonight. And I can't raise him on his cell.

*sigh*

Woe, man. Muthafuckin woe.