So today started out terribly.

As you all know, I’m blind as a bat. So when my glasses are not where I expect them to be…well, I tend to start freaking out.
This morning, they were not only not where I expected them to be – they were, in fact, nowhere to be found.

I woke up Albert. I made coffee (and if you think making coffee by touch is fun, think again). We moved the bed a grand total of six times. We interrogated the cat. We checked the garbage and the stuffing of the PC chair.

Alas, for the glasses were nowhere to be found, and Merlin waxed pretty much the opposite of verbose.
Eventually, though, the glasses were found. Yes, the quest ended in joyous success.
And I was twenty minutes late for work, but Sheron was already there so that didn’t matter much.

And tomorrow, there will be siblings, and computer parts, and all things wondrous. Yay!

*Much Later*

Have had bad day. The other girl lost my pen, which I had to buy because they don’t supply us with stationery that works, and then I got shat upon for saying she had to buy me a new one. While I’m expected to buy back a flashdrive which someone stole out of the office, and nobody says a word.

I really really hate this job.

Thingz

I made a brochure for work yesterday. It was brilliant and wonderful and CORRECTLY SPELLED – which might sound like nothing to brag about to you, but in good old S of A, that’s a pretty unusual sight.

It took me hours to get it just right, because they had to have it right the hell now and wouldn’t give me time to, y’know, think, and kept making me change it when I was almost done…they drove me mad.

Know what they did then? They sent it to the printers, and then had them change the whole thing. What I did was stunning. Clean, classical lines, not too much fuss, goes perfectly with the hotel. Pictures placed where they made sense.

The printers covered the whole thing in orange, so that the text is hardly readable. The moved the pictures to the top of the page, where they are completely out of context. It’s gross.

But hey, that’s their problem. They’d just better not ask me to do their bloody brochures again.

I’m not in a good mood today. I am tired, and grumpy, and my head feels as though a herd of elephants are doing the flamenco in it.

On the plus side, in twenty minutes I’m going shopping with my mom, which is always fun. I love my mom, btw.

And on the other upside – I’m getting a new, big, hard drive for Elvis (Elvis is my laptop. Shut up.) and also some more RAM. Yay!

I feel better already!

Off shopping now! My relief came early.

Quote for the Day: “It is not necessary to understand things in order to argue about them.”

Pierre Beaumarchais

As epitomized by my manager, who will argue to the death to defend her wrong-headed opinions about things she doesn’t know a damn thing about.