Oh the laziness

I'd say I was back, but honestly, I never went anywhere. Been sittin' here forever and a day. Well, not quite, but that's sure how it feels. Weasel Central has a new location. What does that mean? Means I have 4 days to throw out 3 years of my crap. Yee haw.

Man, the things we hoard. It's fuckin' nasty, dude.
Every cabinet in my department held useless shit from as far back as the mid-90's. Some of those binders were older than me. Or at least they smelled that way. Ick.

Sittin' here thinking about my summer vacation. Gonna go away with the gal. Woo hoo! Searching for a cheap cottage to rent. Well, cheap but not too cheap. Y'know, just decent. And far enough away that the Weasel Central helper monkeys won't be able to reach me.

Does anyone know what happened to Styrofoam Kitty? I went to check out her blog, and it was gone!!!! I had no option but to do some paperwork after that.

Oh before I forget...an aside to Scotty: Yeah, I work in a call centre and that is the sole reason that I never answer my phone. Why? Cause I'm always on it!

Right. Off to torture the helper monkeys.
Word.