Well, guess who's back from vacation!

I hate when the bosses come back from vacation. I hate them going on vacation. Because they get so...the brains don't engage, and of COURSE it's someone else's fault.

Boss just asked if I made her reservation for a trip. I was all confused. Considering she didn't ask me to make any reservation for a trip.

On the plus side, she did ask me to mail in a form, which, upon her mentioning the organization the trip was for, clued me in that the forms she asked me to mail would have been the reservation. So yes, I did mail the forms like she asked.

At which point she asked if I made her a copy. Uh, no. Because all she did was hand me forms and say "mail these"! I don't read other people's mail! I was busy! I didn't give a flyig frak what it was, so I didn't read it, and I didn't realize that copies needed to be made!

Oh yes, we're back in the era of "You're the secretary - be psychic."

Also, note that Jamie McMurray icon now has the word "HotAss" on it. Hee. zeplum adores me.

Ack!

I filled up gas tank on Saturday. My little Toyota Corolla's (fixed spelling - seems Adam Carolla messes with my head) gas tank. 9.999 gallons of fueling madness. How much did I spend? $25.

I'm cheap! I can't take this madness! I swear, I'm paying as much now, while carpooling with my sister, as I did driving all the time 4 months ago.

On the plus side, swanky new shoes make up for everything, especially when they're on sale for $15. (Yes, swanky new shoes cost less than a tank of gas. There's justification in there somewhere.)

P.S. Busch racing reveals a scary fact: When he unbuttons his jumpsuit, Ryan Newman has a neck! Or at least the appearance of one. May be an illusion. Scientists are on the case.

P.P.S. I have a Panthers icon now. It will go out of rotation soon, though, because I want a picture of one of *my* Panthers, not a Redskin who transferred over this season.

ETA: *panics* I can have 100 icons now? 100? That's 60 more! Gak! My brain! Will explode!

ETA2: I have on white pants today. I managed to get makeup on them as I was putting them on this morning (no, I did not put them on over my head - I'm just really, really talented). Lunch should be a scary affair, as I am attempting to keep them relatively stain free. Note to self - no Italian.

ETA3: Can I hire this guy to make me a car? 80 miles to the gallon? Heck yeah! Okay, so he has a hybrid car and is tweaking it. If he can do that with a hybrid, imagine what he can do to a Toyota. I'm all for 5 extra miles per gallon.

Logic

I find Fandom Wank amusing, especially when some of the commenters out themselves as totally lacking in logic.

I mean, god forbid someone post in their journal about how something makes them mad. My god! There are other things in the world that are more important and worthy of getting angry about! says the Fandom Wank commenter.

Um.

So there are more important things to get upset about, so getting upset about a random stranger's post makes it okay?

Ooohhh, shiny logic.

100 icons

Due to the fact that we who have paid features now can have 100 icons, I'd like to say something. I do not have access to icon-making software anymore. It's a travesty and horrible. (Let's all say thanks to the version of PhotoShop the office has. It's the wonkiest thing and refuses to cooperate.)

So, here's the deal. One thing I rock at is making cropped photo icons. *g* Okay, so some aren't so fabulous. But I'm going to make tons and tons and post them here for all y'all to grab. (I can do slight color things, but I'm hindered on anything really creative, too.)

And, um, I may make some bases at times that I'll want words on, but I'll mark those posts clearly.

I'm doing this because I figure it's easiest. If I go out and give tons to the icon love, then I won't feel guilty for snitching icons when others spread the love too. *g* Let's start the icon giving madness!

Just call me Amadeus.

NASCAR Pic Spam

For all the NASCAR fans looking for a giggle:



Note to Jamie: Do not stand beside guys who top 6 feet.

The only one missing? Boris Said.