gambitgirlie

So......cold......
may....die.......

Well, I guess in San Diego it's either so fuckoffedly hot that your eyeballs start melting, or so cold that your hair freezes and cracks off in the wind. It is "hair freezingly" cold in Gambitgirlies' house right now. Brrr. I guess I could put on a sweater, (of which I have 480 ka-trillion, being a licensed Goodwill Sweater Collector) but that would take me away from Monster House.... Actually, having Cox Communications wonderfully advanced and badass DVR service, I can pause and rewind live TV so I could get up. But I won't. And yes I work for Cox. Tee hee hee hee!!!! I work for Cox.... Tee hee! Not as funny as my Valentines' Day holiday board with a huge banner at the top saying "I (insert red glittery heart) Cox!" I actually got the giant holiday board up, for about 45 minutes before management went "WHA?!?!" and asked me very politely to perhaps change the slogan. I don't know what was funnier, getting the damned thing approved by my sup, or having a suit ask me to take it down without actually explaining why it was inappropriate. I don't think Fred Astaire danced around a subject that well......