You only hiiiide....

I live!

And, no, Shai has not been keeping me locked in my room only to be let out to go to work. Really.

Had some amusing names whilst going through reports today...

Guthrie Grandchildren Trust
Wade W Smith Trust
D Scully Trust
Sherwood L. Florian (I feel so sorry for this person. Fucked in both last name AND first)
Igor Galynker
Wesley C. Stripling (...)
Francis Xavier
Potter Family Trust
And, two names which should be used by any Mary Sue writing Hobbit Fangirl: Donegan and Sakeforth.

Apparently, I'm not useful in the downstairs department, anymore. They have said they don't need us. I wish the fucking bitch could have simply said that to our faces. A quick, "You're too slow." or "We're not busy enough, thanks for stopping buy and pulling nearly four hundred fucking microfiche jackets." Would have been nice. Instead, she told us as we left, "I won't be here tomorrow, but the work will be right here." *indicates a five-inch thick stack of printouts that need to be pulled*... Yeah.

So, I get to go file tomorrow. My life is so full.

Incidentally, I'm also going home tomorrow, for Christmas. So, I probably will be around even less. Or possibly more. We'll see.

Meanwhile, I think I'll go cast the Outlaws of Sherwood movie. (the one I'll produce when I've won the lottery, and stuff...)