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I had one of those afternoons. My stuttering is not an asset at work. I get stuck and that really ruins a call. I told the Blonde that I needed to instantly identify when I was doing that so I could reset. Another moment when I am deeply glad that I am very well insulated from the reaction my brain chemistry wants to give me.

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My protagonist does not want to tell me her name, because it doesn't matter. The important part is that these people are crazy. And you already know her, anyway. I have got to figure out how to get some sense out of that egotistical bitch.

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I could seriously blow a whole paycheck at home depot.

Hump Day

*dies* http://xkcd.com/327/

Got Vash's oil changed. Visited with myrrhianna and her mother. Myrrh is vertical, hearing out of both ears, and forcibly taking it easy. Dropped off Heather, got a pipe wrench, uninstalled the old shower head (realized I'd forgotten the Teflon tape), installed the good one, took a shower, missed a cellphone call from a wrong number, and caught up on my internet.

Tomorrow is another day at work. That caller in the late afternoon really made my day less than stellar, and it's not all their fault.

Told scriptwriter-dude that I have to roll a will save against writing my *real* name on the break
board. I'm Azz.

This weekend, we pack stuff. Next weekend, we shuffle stuff like crazy.

Thursday, I hit work₂ to finish the Q3 stuff.