You know who you are....

....and getting your new pan a day earlier is more important than the UPS man not dying horribly in a snowdrift? Really? Mmmkay.

On the bright side

In spite of Mr. Samoa's vexing situation at work, I am so proud of him that he is standing up for himself. There was a time when he would have just taken whatever they had to dish out and this time he is advocating for himself while remaining more professional than I could ever be. Love voux.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

So I'm sick and nobody knows what's wrong, this is causing me to screw up all my classes and Mr. Samoa has a political tempest at work.

FML FML FML FML FML.

That is all.

We haz Ninja Waitress.

So our waitress ninja'd me tonight.

We were at The Bar with The Bar Gang, and I took a sip of my iced tea. Which wouldn't be all that odd had I remembered ordering it, OR remembered its arrival. Now, I don't need to order any more, as Ninja Waitress knows what I want, but normally I at least see it coming. I honestly have no idea how she got it to the table! The US government is surely missing out on her skillz.

Happy February!

So much for keeping the Zen better updated. :P Oh wellz.

Classes are classes. I have a feeling that i'm not cut out to be a programmer, which sucks as it's more interesting. Why do I always have to suck at the good stuff? :P The folks at Shady Acres continue to be well, though I miss not getting to see them every day. Mr. Samoa is trucking along. I am about ready to ship this cat to Namibia, as she keeps sitting on my mouse hand. :P Here's to a more blogful February!