you just have to throw up your hands and scream “WHO THE FUCK CARES WHERE THAT ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY FOUR THOUSAND DOLLARS CAME FROM”
having hit hour number 375 of “BALANCING THE COMPANY BUDGET”, erinire decided to blog for a moment.
the only thing worse than having no work to do is having horrible, shitty, math-type work to do that could conceivably NEVER be completed. that and having to do it while one of your eyes itches so bad you could really just rip the damn thing out of your skull.
i think that tonight at the bar i may have to do something drastic. like drink scotch.