A little help from my friends...

So yesterday I got to work and had a fantastic little present waiting for me. I'm not naming any names... but there is someone who loves me very much who brought me an emergency stash of my anti-depressant. For next time, just in case. Now that is friendship. Seriously. It's the people who make sure you're well-supplied with things like medication, tampons, and zit-cream. It's the people who say, "listen, the hairs on your chin are starting to get scary so do something about them." It's the people who offer to bring you clean white panties when you have neglected the laundry for weeks and weeks and are at work wearing something that resembles underwear but feels more like a torture device.
Those people? Keep them close and do your best to keep them supplied with chocolate and iced tea and diet Pepsi and any other damn thing they need.

Moving right along...

People in my office are dropping like flies! Our Morning Edition host has been sick for a week and when he coughs he sounds like he is going to die. He started it. Andie is sick and actually staying home today to recover. I need Clorox wipes, STAT!

So far I'm feeling OK... tired but OK.
And by tired I mean that I put my head down for just a minute and almost missed a break ten minutes later. So maybe I'm not so OK. I am really starting to regret signing up for extra shifts tonight and tomorrow...
I had a dream last night that I was arrested and in jail and I was freaking out because I didn't want to miss work. If I got arrested and was in jail I think that while work would certainly be a concern there might be a few things that would be more concerning. And for the first time ever, BTK was in my dream. I don't have any idea what that's about. I didn't even have nightmares about him when he "resurfaced" before he was caught... though the husband was sort of obsessed with the whole thing.

Anyway... love the federal holidays! The mail stacks up and I got three packages today!! One from Knitpicks with Crazy Aunt Purl's book Drunk, Divorced and Covered in Cat Hair along with another set of the new fab-o dpn's. The second package came from Zooba: The Penelopiad by Margaret Atwood. And the third was an Etsy purchase for my swap pal. I'm not going to tell you what it is... but it might be in the shape of a coffee bean. Maybe.

I read the CAP book in about an hour (it's a quick read and I read quickly). I fully intend to knit the baby blanket with the devil horns and tail. If someone would only conveniently get pregnant. Oh wait! I know someone who is conveniently pregnant... heh heh heh.
Hi, Kim? When are you due again?!?