Blastoff!

So the countdown is complete. I'm leaving for Vegas tomorrow! Okay, well the countdown isn't complete, but it's below 24 hours so there's no need to really pay it any mind. I'm leaving work early to get my nails done...yes I'm sacrificing an hour of work to be girly. What of it?

A side not to add to the previous blog...The Road saga continues. So I'm walking through Melissa's house and I happen to look down at this shelf in the hallway that is usually stacked with phone books, paper, pencils, or whatever else happens to land there. And what had landed there this time? A copy of The Road. Melissa has never seen it in her house, I'd obviously never seen it there before, and yet there it was going "lookie!" So strange. I'm reading it, my copy, and it's actually pretty good. I'm intrigued.

Now for work time complaining. I have someone sharing my office with me now, and yes, it's still MY office. One, she smells like pepper (the seasoning). Two, she's about computer illiterate, so guess who gets to help her if there's a problem. And Three, she's a rat. I seriously think she's watching everything I do so she can report to our boss, and I don't even blame this one on my boss, I think this woman has made it her own private agenda. I had car trouble at lunch today so I was gone for an hour and a half. I was finishing up my lunch with the girls in another office and she walked by. When she walked by again she looks at me over the top of her nose and her glasses and just glares. I about choked on my buiscut. I IMed my boss to explain why I was gone so long just because I had a feeling the rat would be doing the exact same thing eventually, minus the explanation. It's a darn good thing I'm going on vacation tomorrow. Yesterday while I was at lunch she turned the light off in the office. I could barely see the numbers on the phone by the end of the day. I will start a light switch war if need be. I'm not shy.

I don't think I have anything left to share. There will be lots next week though. Stay tuned.