Happy Friday. Or Whatever.
First grade got the most votes, so first grade it is. Lest you worry, I haven't forgotten about first grade entirely and a rough draft is done, but I need to add some things and rearrage paragraphs and all that fun shit. I'll aim for a Monday "release" date. Then Monday night we can have a wrap party. Or not, whatever. I feel like writing but don't feel like writing about anything. So, I'll share some tidbits.
There were a lot of birthdays in my department this month, and I took it upon myself to get cards for Tuna, Cowboy and Nice Partner. I'm very pleased that I gave each guy the right card on the right day. Hopefully they are too.
Tuesday night I got a splinter while Clorox Wiping the cabinet above my microwave oven. It sits in my pinky taunting me, laughing at me for not being able to get it out with my Tweezerman tweezers. Both Cowboy and Tuna have inspected my finger and assured me it will rise to the surface on its own, and I don't have to do anything. I check my finger approximately 40,294 times each day. No, I'm not interested in doing anything that begins with "just take a safety pin...", but thank you.
File Clerk told me she thinks New Girl who took over for Drunk Granny is a cokehead. She has gotten angry for seemingly no valid reason, and sniffs an awful lot. It's been so long since I've hung out with people who do coke that I barely remember the signs. I have no opinion on the coke angle one way or another. Just reporting the rumors here.
The other rumor is LEL is out of a job June 1st. I've been told this by Cat Lady and the Accounting woman. LEL goes to interviews wearing khakis and a sweater with the tag hanging out about once a week. Shocking she doesn't have a new job. It blows my mind that she doesn't realize interview for legal position = business suit. How does she not know this? Yesterday we had to walk past each other, and I moved to the right, as this is America and that's what one does here, but LEL also moved to MY right. So I stood still to let her pick a side so I could go to the other one, and as she went by me she said, "Excuse you." Was that supposed to be a dig on the You're welcomes I doled out? I think it was.
Last Sunday I went to downtown Sonoma to meet up with some friends. It was a very laid back afternoon, and it's definitely in the top five days of my entire life. One of the other top five days of my entire life involve a Harley, and another involves a sailboat in Miami, so you'd think hanging out in a park with friends wouldn't make the cut. But it does. I just REALLY liked the people I was with, felt comfortable with them, and when people started packing up to head home, I wanted to throw myself at their feet, wrap my arms around their knees, and scream, "Nooooooo! STAYYYYY!" I'm sure if I'd done that they wouldn't want to hang out with me anymore though, so I didn't. Instead I encouraged everyone to come visit me in the city.