*pout*

[dchenes]

Today I am grumpy. I had an insufficiency of breakfast AND and an insufficiency of lunch, which I inhaled while setting up a committee meeting that started at 1:00. Then I got stuck babysitting phone lines for an hour, which meant I couldn't go get any more lunch, and now I can't go anywhere until the committee meeting is over, so I probably won't get a break at all today. Normally I don't mind that, except that today it means I can't get away from the "if you aren't doing anything else, help with the P&R packets!" panic that's been going on since Monday, and the "SOP is in two and a half weeks and you must confirm the agenda instantly!" panic that my boss suddenly acquired this morning. If it was a productive panic, that would be one thing, but it wasn't.

I am sorely tempted to go out somewhere for dinner, preferably somewhere involving a largish slab of dead steer, but I really shouldn't.

[silly]Anybody want to buy me a largish slab of dead steer tonight if I promise to stop being grumpy by 5:00?[/silly]

Comments

[whuffle.livejournal.com]

Huh. Looks like Miss Silly has plenty of South Shore steerage options!

[siercia]

It does look like it. Assuming she wants to trek out to the hinterlands, of course!

[whuffle.livejournal.com]

Yeah well, we may live in the burbs, but at least the burbs have a beach to walk to at the end of dinner!

[(Anonymous)]

Heh, maybe we should save her the decision. I can pick her up at the train station on my way over to your place for dinner and then give her a lift back. And if Wiley does the grilling, this gives me time to get the floor levelling stuff laid.

[siercia]

And dead steer over flames.

We should combine forces - y'all come over to our place (or us to yours, I imagine), combine our deed steers and have a nice meal!