LAMETORIA'S LAMECRET!

Tonight's Sunset, viewed at the end of our street. I don't understand how it can be getting so dark, so early, yet still be in the 70s-80s during the day. CALIFORNIA YOUR FALL WEATHER IS MADE OF FAIL.

Over at Ink: Huh? Progress = Public? In which I babble on about how this novel seems to do best when I am distracted.

Also, before I left work tonight, they posted the schedule for next week. I glanced at it and noticed I had my now usual Sunday/Thursday off. Thought nothing of until I got home and realized next week has the 1-3rd, and I'd requested those days off. And schedule? Only showed the 1st off.

I AM NOT GOING TO WORK THOSE DAYS NO MATTER WHAT. According to Aces, my dates were approved LAST FRICKIN MONTH. YOU CAN SUCK IT, LAMETORIA'S LAMECRET! I AM NOT GOING TO BE YOUR BUTTMONKEY ANYMORE ON THOSE DAYS!!

MY ARTZ R MORE IMPORTANT THAN UR PANTIES!!!