I am not a happy bunny.
I'm so out of it today that I didn't even realize that it's my least favourite day of the week: meeting day, aka thursday. I get clued in when I see everybody heading to the group meeting while I'm shuffling into work so I throw off all my stuff in the shed and I scramble to get a coffee before the meeting.
I then proceed to sit through the most boring presentation in the universe.
This is a website. If you click here, you see this information. If you click there, you get that information. This is how you edit the website. If you click here, you can edit this page. If you click there, you can edit that page, which is quite a nice feature indeed. If you click here, you can create a new page. If you click there, you can edit your previous page to link to the new page you're working on, which is quite a nice feature indeed.
For 30 fucking minutes.
Which means that the cafeteria stopped serving breakfast, to which I wanted to treat myself in the hopes of feeling less pissed off, while I was listening to some webhead prattle on about a piece of software I don't care about.
Also in the vein of pissing Richard off day, I've still yet to hear back from the tax attorney filing my taxes this year, nor how much the Federal government will be sucking out of me (money which I don't really have), nor how much the tax attorney will charge me to try and minimize the sucking-of-money-I-don't-really-have.
I still don't know for sure if the people I've asked to do our wedding invitations are willing to take the job or not, so I think I'll have to start working on them myself.
And now gmail is down.
Blergh.
I want to go back to bed.