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[quesarah]

So work is generating lots of little crack monkeys who are dancing on top of my head while trying to suction my brains out of my ears. My head hurts, most people are tense, the other people are trying really hard to be chipper and inclusive, and I have far too much progesterone in my bloodstream to put up with this fucking shit.

Slimey D is at it again. Today he oozed by to whisper to me that "marketing is shooting another video in the lab. And they're set up right by your bench!" Like he's trying to wind me up, or something. I said thanks, but that's okay. I had to design primers anyway. That's all at the desk, not at the bench. He slithered off, visibly disappointed.

Baking cookies tomorrow will be Fun and Therapeutic. virginmartyr1 must entertain me with sordid (if fictional) stories about her exploits with mysassypants during college.

In other news, I looked at a draft (like, a fourth draft) of a Spike story from a month or so ago. Contrary to my opinion at that time, it does not suck the paint off a barn wall. I believe I shall clean it up and post it this weekend. La di da.

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[spacey-lee.livejournal.com]

Sorry work is of the suck. Mine got better today. I have been a bad little worker but I did manage to get some coding done. Woo. And now I found out the script I had planned to write won't work because the file is in columns using SPACES instead of TABS and that makes it difficult to parse. Oh well.

Anyway, your guy sounds like more of an ass than my G. Not only will your loved ones kick his ass or his shins, I will personally fly down to San Diego and spray him with a water gun full of maple. Lemme tell you, maple is fun to consume but it is the worst to have over your entire body. I will then throw feathers, furballs and kitty litter at him. He will be covered due to the sticky nature of maple. He will cry and ask me to stop and I will but not without giving him a Cosby Show talk about how it isn't nice to be slimey and a scumbucket. He will apologize, take a shower and bow at your feet.

I have a plan. My plan works.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

Ack. I would never have known that SPACES are harded to parse than TABS. Heck, you got some coding done. And got the satisfaction of slacking a bit. All is well.

Thanks for your detailed and oh so effective plan for revenge on Slimey D. I'm sure he will be openly weeping by the end of your Cosby Show talk, begging forgiveness for his behavior. I look forward to having him bow at my feet. More people should bow at my feet. Yes, they should.

Come up with a plan of action for that, eh?

[virginmartyr1.livejournal.com]

after careful consideration, i think your plan wins the grand prize of best plan. but can i still kick him in the shins first. that'll catch him off guard so you can spray him with maple. we're collaborating. yay!

[spacey-lee.livejournal.com]

Sounds good to me. And if the shin kicking doesn't work, you can always knock him in the head with a flutter board. Those things can do damage!

I have always thought more people should bow at your feet, biogeekgrrl. I don't know why they don't. People these days. Geesh. And heavens to Betsey too.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

Geesh. And heavens to Betsey too.

Indeedy-diddly-do.

[wafflelips.livejournal.com]

She is royalty. I know. Cuz I am, too. Us royals, we stick together.

[gossip-ho.livejournal.com]

If all else fails, I'll be standing right beside you with a baseball bat ready to strike!

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

There's so much love in this room. *sniffles*

[king-ghidorah.livejournal.com]

Lemme tell you, maple is fun to consume but it is the worst to have over your entire body.

You Canadians sure throw some wild parties.

[spacey-lee.livejournal.com]

Well, it's that Canadian beer. It goes right to your head.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

They have long winters. What else is there to do?