The Chickens are in the Hayloft.

Had the crappiest day at work. We have this massive company-wide project going on that pretty much takes all the company resources. We also have execs who keep dreaming up MORE company-wide projects to use the same resources in the same time period. Ugh.

On the good side though, it is the weekend. I have booze. I have Hawaiian BBQ Chicken pizza (Danno would be appalled). I have access to H-50 episodes, fic and WoW. :)

Speaking of H-50, anyone know if there's a definite age for Danny or not? Or a ballpark? I know we've been given enough info on Steve to do the calculation for him, but I wasn't sure for Danny.

My external hard drive just stopped working.  My laptop won't recognize it anymore. My entire iTunes library and tons of media stuff is on there.

Yeah.  I'll be over there in that corner.

So our IT department has the balls to ask people to come in for meetings during everyone's vacation time (we're shut down for two weeks) because they didn't want to admit they're behind. It's turned into a whole pissing match with the upper folks. UGH!

Also? I've been half-watching the NCIS Marathon that's on USA right now and I'm getting retroactively pissed at the early episodes from last season. There are some shows that I can watch later on after the fannish furor has died down and I enjoy them a bit more. These episodes are not amongst those. The way Tony got treated and what a huge ass Gibbs was in various parts...GAH!

Someone had done a post to Fandom!Secrets awhile back about how they dislike Gibbs as a character because he's never wrong. I think it's less that he's never wrong and more that he never has to admit it. It irritates me too sometimes. I get the same annoyance from Mac from CSI:NY every once in awhile too.

Anyway. Waiting out another 15 minutes and then I get to go clean and pack. I want booze.

I think I may be getting sick. This sucks. I can't take any time off of work leading up to the holiday so I have to suck it up.

*pouts* I'm going to drink tea with liberal amounts of Amaretto and head to bed.

Mondays should be abolished.   They never start out well for me and today just seems to be getting worse.

I didn't get to sleep until 2:15 or something. I totally wasn't watching Netflix DVDs and Charmed episodes...nope So I woke up a bit later than I should have.  Since I was operating on 5 hours of sleep, it took me three times as long to pick an outfit that didn't look like I was dressed by Flavor Flav.  I got ready to go and realized that the stuff I was taking with me was too heavy for the purse I was using so I decided to switch to my backpack.  *sigh*

I'm sitting at work with no credit cards, no atm card, no cash, the crap back-up earphones for my iPod and no cough drops.  (And as a girly side-note, the sunglasses I have totally don't match my outfit.  I know this is a small thing, but those of you who know me IRL know that this is an issue.)

On the up side of things I did remember my bus pass and I realized I had no cash or plastic *before* ordering my morning Starbucks.  A kind co-worker has taken pity on me and loaned me twenty bucks for lunch.  Thank God.  I don't think I could have stomached the stale crackers in my desk.  I'm frightened that I can't really remember when I actually bought them.