Sheep can't climb ladders

So it seems I'm getting a promotion, of sorts. Mostly because they were between a rock and the proverbial hard place of being totally screwed without a budget person of any kind. Enter me, to save the day. It comes with a nifty title that sounds more authoratative than it really is, my own office with actual walls (and a door - oh joyuous happy day!), and maybe a few bucks thrown in for good measure. Did I mention I get my very own office? The perks! Ahhhh...

Alert! We interrupt this regularly scheduled blog post to bring you this news: Scrubs is on. They're playing Ok Go's Here It Goes Again. Captains wheel on the roof! Good idea, Pirate Janitor! Misses Zeebee! You know who that was, right?

How bout a little "Guy Love"?


This is courtesy of Zach's MySpace and is also posted on his blog.

*Ahem* Sorry. Now where was I...? Oh. My husband is putting drywall compund on one of the walls. And our couch fell apart. One whole side literally detached from the rest of it and went boom onto the floor. Time to buy a new couch <<< {singsong} We're still waiting for carpet, for the love of Pete. The endless waiting. I was supposed to go to Target and the craft store tonight for a menorah for the office & some various other things, but I'm whupped, so I'll do it over the weekend and have everything on Monday.