Why is it still morning?

Day. Go. Faster! Gah!

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( Gilmore Girls! )

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So guess who finally called me? My dear friend Shelly. A week and a half after she got my sweet pea's birthday present, she called me to thank me for it.

Except I wasn't home of course. And the message? Damn weird. *sigh* I've only listened to it once, but it was very formal and stilted. I recited it to her mom, and her mom was weirded out too.

Who knows what's up here. I'm going to call her in a few days. See how it goes then and all. Maybe all will be fine. Who knows.

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Remember the guy that my sister was wanting to set me up with? Well, we're doing lunch next Monday. I was being very lazy about the whole thing (although he kind of was too, just not as lazy as me). We finally got our act together and decided we had to get together for lunch. This week was a bust because of time limitations for me, so next Monday! (Although I'm having minor surgery Monday morning, so I might be a tad...sore or out of it. Blech.)

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Weird TMI fact: For some reason, anticipation of the Smallville premiere had me wanting to search out a one-night stand last night. Heh. Just some random guy. Any random guy. As long as he had the right equipment and took orders well.

I ended up settling for breadsticks and chocolate pie.

Some days...

Conspiracy. Of. Epic. Proportions!

It's bad when you're so stressed you start talking like William Shatner. *whimper*

The crap and the ceiling fan are having a jolly old time right now. I myself am quite fed up with many things. Having one of those urges to really get in a brouhaha. After all, when you have stood up and taken responsibility for a portion of something, yet the people stay mad at your for *all* of something, then it's irritating. To say the least.

We have a new business book. They take the new business book to potential new clients. I'm supposed to have five copies of this book printed out and ready to be bound at any time. They have to be printed in color. They were created in Quark.

I do not have Quark.

This means the printing of these books is contingent on someone else. When I use up a certain amount, I ask for a certain amount to be printed. I have no control over the content of the book or the actual printing. Just over the number that have been printed and are sitting on my desk.

I admit to being lazy on making sure I have five at all times. I have a tendency to forget until I run out. Of course we need one in an emergency and that's when I realize I have none. I admit that part is my fault.

Well, the main boss wanted one today. She swore she had emailed me about it. I swore she hadn't. I found out she needed it an hour and a half before she left. I was nice, I didn't point out that she consistently forgets that she hasn't actually asked anyone to do things. She had emailed me several items this past week, just not that one. Of course she brought it up, so she went and checked to verify that she *had* emailed me.

She hadn't. Big surprise.

So I have no new business books printed out. It was less than two hours before the appointment. The woman who prints the books is out on vacation. So I went through the files (which were kind of confusing), found the book and printed it from her computer.

Bound it. Got it all ready for the boss.

The boss opens it, glances through it, and declares that this isn't the right version. It's an old version. Um, seeing as on file it was labeled "FINAL NEW VERSION OF NB BOOK", I was kind of assuming that it was the correct one.

There's fussing at me because it's not the right one. Hey, I admitted I should have had a few printed out. I got help printing this one out. Not our fault these things aren't labeled right.

So I get the look of death. The book has to be sent out tomorrow to the people. I have to make sure and find the real new version while boss is at her meeting.

Guess what!

The version I printed out and bound? Was the most updated version! Lookee folks! Something hasn't been updated in forever.

Of course *I* am going to be fussed at because it hasn't been updated. Never mind that I don't get told we have new clients until weeks after the fact. Never mind there are blurbs in conjunction with the clients' names in the book that creative likes to write. Never mind that I can't make the changes. Never mind that when we lose clients, I'm usually the last to know.

Never mind all of that. It will still magically be my fault. Even though somebody insisted that things be listed the way they were, even though a page in the book was noted as being out of date by a partner, even though other people have noted problems, it's my responsibility to read their minds and deduce that even though they said they would take care of it, that means I am to take care of it.

And will the stupid people calling this office please understand that when I say someone is not available, that means to you too! ARgh!