What a fun day - checking the board during smoke breaks from working on wedding invitations, which must have handwritten addresses and be stuffed perfectly according to the merciless god of my universe, Emily Post. Ms. Post's demanding standards are enforced by her evil envoy on Earth, my future mother-in-law. She'll be a textbook mother-in-law, too.
Yesterday, traffic safety school to keep a ticket off my driving record. Today, wedding invitations. This weekend has SUCKED. Being back in the office tomorrow is looking pretty good right now. Anyway, enough whining about that.
The mismanagement and twisted ideals of the PRofK are mystifying to the rest of us. Again, I don't know how you stand it. The "Feinswine" thing cracked me up, though. What a bunch of idiots. I'd like to think even the most hardcore Marxist liberal would be more concerned about having electricity than people smoking in restaurants. Of course, logic doesn't apply to the people, so maybe not. I hope Feinswine is one of the government employees sweltering in the heat when the theromstats get cranked up. Of course, she probably won't be - rich, powerful liberals are above the standards imposed on the rest of us.