Because I'm working on the proper tribute post to the wonderful Jen, I've decided to put in this little wee post about how I did not die, but instead I slept through what felt like 800 days but was really only my weekend.
I also know a lot of you (read: all of you lucky bastards) have tomorrow off, and for that I am jealous.
Tomorrow, or the next day, I am talking to my boss about the douchebaggery and under the bus attempting that one of the lovely people I work with is demonstrating.
That should be a wonderful conversation, I'm sure.
For now, I'm going to continue working on my love e-note to my internet maja, and eat large quantities of pizza and chocolate. But not together, that would just be weird.
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