I'm procrastinating at work. I don't want to deal with the PILE of crap I have on my desk to do and email inbox full of more crap to do. I'm sick of being at work till 8 at night - sick of reconciling - sick of whiny producers and DC's boo- hooing "Where's my money?". I HATE YEAR END. -Excuse me while I go raid the vending machine- ... - Ok I'm back- *Rips open Famous Amos Cookie bag* Munch...Munch...Munch.... Where was I? Oh, yes. My loathe for Accounting Fiscal Year End. Seriously...it can suck the gunk between my toes. Not a fan. I'm drowning with all my responsibilities but, hey, my boss and the Controller took me and two other Staffs out to a "Don't Screw Up" lunch today which was nice. And ominous. Here's a free lunch....Don't F*ck Sh*t Up.... I did suggest we eat at Brio at least. Smirk. My $15.00 Chicken & Sweet Potato Risotto was super freaking yummy. Why-o-why can't I be one of those idiot House Wives of W
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