GIP!

Because why would I do any actual writing when I can make a writing icon? *eye roll*

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You know, I seriously should not get up at least once a week, and usually on Monday, thinking, "You know, if I was a good employee, because someone is on vacation/someone's going to training/there'll be a shitload of work when I get there because someone else was a lazy jackass, I'd go to work early today." And then follow it up by guilt-tripping myself into getting there bright and early and helping out.

'Cause, seriously, how fucking stupid is that? My work ethic and the part of my brain that loathes my job with a fiery passion need to powwow, I swear.

EDIT: I may actually have two whole chapters of the TroNoWriMo story finished today, and I keep debating whether I should let someone read 'em or whether I should just wait until I get the entire bloody story finished. Urgh.

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BEIJING (Reuters) - A boiler that exploded at a Chinese sauna sailed over a six-story building and landed on an old man crossing the road, Xinhua news agency said.

This is such a "Dead Like Me" death, it isn't even funny. Except it totally is, and I feel the need to apologize to the dead guy because I just can't stop giggling.

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Current TroNoWriMo word count: 15,639 words
Chapters finished: 2 (Woohoo!)
Days left: 16

*screams at the top of my lungs*

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I changed the tagline on my work email today from "Spooooon!" to "My hed iz pastede on yay!" God only knows how long it'll last, though, because with our bogus email policies, someone's bound to ask me to remove it so as not to offend people whose hedz actually are pastede on yay. I'm still surprised no one asked me to take off "Spooooooon!" to keep from discriminating against forks. Bah.

Anyway, before I left work, Ron & Fez were on the radio listening to Bushisms. *snerk* My sides hurt. My favorite bit was after they played the one when Bush said the thing about man and fish being able to co-exist:

Ron: "Maybe if we had an ambassador between man and fish ... an Aquaman, if you will ..."
Fez: "The chair recognizes the representative from Atlantis."

Aaaaaaaaand then I died. (Of course, that was an hour and fifteen minutes into the Bushisms and by then, I was on the floor giggling anyway.)

It was amusing to hear the reactions of the people calling in, too, like the teacher of deaf kids who said her hearing-impaired six-year-olds spoke better than him, and the guy who called in to defend him by saying Bush has a stutter. No, dude, you can have a stutter and still speak fairly coherently. Then there was the woman who'd said she'd just spent time with her large conservative family who'd all agreed that they'd much rather vote for the more moral man (Bush) than the one who'd be better at the job (Kerry), in those words. Um, yeah.