I am so fucking tired. Draggy, icky kinda tired. I guess last night is catching up with me. Its the last hour of work before I go home...and its taking fucking FOREVER! I hate days like this (sigh). When did time stop? I wish all these people would go away....find something to do besides call me. Bleh. At least they aren't particularly bitchy..which is good, since yet AGAIN one database is being funky. So, I'm sitting here on hold..why? Because I'd rather not answer the phone. I have to get off hold soon (groan) and deal with people...I don't want to talk to anyone. I'm bored too, which isn't helping. Tyr is on, but apparently he's busy with his game (erph), therefore not providing much entertainment/conversation (damn him, what is he good for anyway? :P). Bonzo boy is on..but, really, I don't have anything to say to him. We've been currently reduced to "Hey, how are you? Whatcha up to?" quality conversations lately. Grrr.
Oh! Mike and Jamie (finally!) set a wedding date. Yay! Bout time. Sheesh. We're looking at getting together, all 4 of us on Saturday. Not sure yet, he's going to talk to Jamie..and I haven't pulled a definitive answer from Tyr yet.
Excuse me while I ramble...its keeping my mind from going utterly numb. I hate days like today. And wouldn't ya know? I transfer the customer I had on hold with me...and calls in the queue. Were they there before? No. I hate Murphy. Its Monday..and I can tell...