Mine?

What a day. Long, weird, stressy day. The boss was in a stress mood, and loading a million things onto the reception staff, who were having trouble keeping up with the Madame Panic’s demands. She’s going to Brisvegas for a week, so she was trying to get heaps done before she left. The fact that the reception staff couldn’t keep up, meant that I ended up helping them. Which was fine, except that I was really only supposed to be at work for one meeting with the 2IC, which I thought was at 11am, she thought was at 10am, and didn’t happen until 3pm. I thought I was going to get out of there at midday… blah.

After I finally did leave, I met up with Steve & Kathryn at Central, and we spent the next three hours running around, especially in Target, which is where we were searching for Nemo, (Mine?) and speaking in Whale. (Oh, and we couldn’t find Nemo, so it turned into “Dude! You’re so totally useless!”) Then there was the 3 foot high Buzz Lightyear stuffed toys, which were placed into homosexually suggestive poses. The “bunny orgy” was also quite amusing.

I’m going to bed. I know it’s early, but I’m stuffed. We were at Maria’s until 2am last night. woofuck.