It's the end of the week!!! Bwahahahahaaa!!!

....granted most of my sanity has now drained away by now, I can only see red and can't count anymore...but Friday. Is. Here.

And I have to go to work Sunday afternoon to organize the new space. Kill meeeee....I'm getting overtime for it, though, and that'll buy a lot of theraputic yarn. And today....well, we'll see how today goes. Apparently I've got a minion or two coming in to help pack. Where'd I put the bullwhip and the cattle prods?

Minion: "Hi, I'm here to help you pack, but first I'm gonna go have a nice long coffee break....ohhh...shit...."
Me: "Hello..I would like to introduce you to my cattleprods; Alain, and Luc." *Zap zap zap*
Me: "Yippie ti-yi-yo, git along, little minions; it's all yer misfortune and nooone of my own....Yeeeheeheeheee!"


Hey, this is what a bad workweek does to a person. Employers please take heed.