prockgirlscout

Dear Daylight Savings Time,

You suck.

Go fuck yourself,

PRock

I messaged like a thousand people (ok more like 15) last night to get an isketch game going and all of them were either already asleep or on their way to bed. And now it's going to be 3 hours between me and the West Coast. I need SG people to isketch with, damn it! It's no fun without you guys.

I'm on a mission to get rid of the thorn in my side at work. He's pretty much digging his own grave so I don't have to resort to anything nefarious to oust him. I just have to do my job and hopefully I'll still be here when he's but a distant memory. *fingers crossed*

In the meantime, the drinking continues unabated and there's yummy steak on the menu for tonight, marinated in a little olive oil, balsamic and montreal steak seasoning.

Also, an old friend from SG has been sending me very brief, very cryptic emails for some time and I only just now figured out who they are from. The whole thing is so fucking cloak and dagger I'm already over it.