Is it weird that (in my department) I’m the first one to work and the last one to leave? We’re behind on some things that need finished by the end of the year and have been given a green light on overtime. I figure, “Hey, I don’t have a life. Might as well get some extra money out of it.”
Moving into an apartment without a dishwasher was a very bad idea for Teri. I hate doing dishes. And, as with all things that I hate, I put it off. As I’m sure you know, that only makes things worse. I finally did the dishes today and am now A.) totally revolted and B.) converting to paper and plasticware to avoid this problem in the future. Okay, probably not. But I’d like to. Damnit.
This news item was so unusual that I couldn’t not post it:
Indian Girl Born With 8 Limbs Undergoes Risky Surgery
That is all.