After last night's shoplifter-thwarting crime caper, my co-workers decided collectively this morning that we are going to be now known as "Harvey's Angels". They also assigned roles to everyone. Either that, or caped superhero costumes.


My co-workers are all male.

Just watched Louis chase down a shoplifter. I was hoping for an ass beating, but the guy just gave the stuff back.

Helpful hint: If you shoplift in my store, scope out your escape route before you come in, lest you trap yourself in the parking lot that dead ends behind the restaurant next door while my ex military school co worker considers killing you. Dumbfuck.

Alternately, just pay for the $19 iPod charger.

Josh Hartnett just came in. The receptionist exploded.

Just scored free tix for a comedy show tonight at the Music Box. Need a +1. Anyone??

My best friend's Dad and his husband!!!  WOOO!!!

http://www.desmoinesregister.com/article/20090615/NEWS/906150321/Gay-Pride-event-in-Des-Moines-draws-biggest-turnout

I'm hoping that tomorrow will be a good day by virtue of likely encounters with a BABY KITTEN named Sushi.

Poll #1415750 Party Planner
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Let's say you are planning a party or some sort of get together. You have a group of friends that all hang out together and you want to invite most of them, but not one person of the group that you don't get along with very well. How do you handle the invitation process?

Any other thoughts?

I just yelled at my teenaged co-worker to "PULL UP YOUR PANTS".

Pls send Geritol.

Today is going to be the day I murder one of my coworkers and leave his body in the alley behind the restaurant next door.

This basically covers it for me.

Dear Neighbors in 20X:

As a word of caution, 4/20 was actually yesterday. That said, in future you would do well to a) shove a towel under the door and/or b) open a fucking window for the love of god next time you toke up on a Tuesday afternoon. I got slightly disoriented just vacuuming the hallway and then ate a pan of brownies.

Duuude.



fleur

Interview this afternoon at 130. Slightly nervous, but not overwhelmed. I think I can make a strong case for myself, but the bottom line is that I have no idea who else they are interviewing, and if any of them have better qualifications, which I can't do anything about. So, that's kinda that.

Sounds like T is going to be released from the hospital today!! When I talked to L last night she thought he would certainly stay past today, so that's good news. She's getting the house ready for him .. setting up the spare bed downstairs, renting some equipment, etc. He starts rehab in a couple of days already.

Babysitting this afternoon/evening. Meh. I mean, I like the girls, and I need money, so that's fine, but .. I dunno. Meh. I wanted to go to the Beat tonight but that isn't going to happen since I probably won't get back into Uptown til possibly close to 9. shoot.

Duncan likes gum. Unfortunately, he still inexplicably has bad breath.

Please send a quick, happy thought out to my friend T, lincolnzoe 's husband. He is recovering from a nasty accident last night ... the prognosis looks very very good, but a few good vibes would not go amiss!!

I've watched this about 7 times in a row. Truly unbelievable.

Turn the volume up.

Really weird and funny dream this morning about working back at a place I worked in college, and one of the guys I worked with was still there. One of the characters from East Enders worked there too, but I'm not sure if it was the character or the actress. These two were having some sort of secret relationship, except they posted messages to each other on a bulletin board site while at work and on my first day I figured out what their screen names were because they were so dopey and obvious. So all of us that worked there would read their little messages and laugh at both of them for being twats.

There was something about costume rentals and ladyfiona  coming in to get a renaissance style dress because she needed it for a class she was teaching. Then we all went to a chinese restaurant.

Still no UPS guy. Now I'm convinced that as soon as I get in the shower, he's going to ring my doorbell.

Duncan asleep with fangs hanging out, one eye partly open and his paw curled upside down under his chin. Yes, this is right side up.

It should NOT be snowing on April 5th.

*sigh*