So it begins

The weekend was ok. It could have been better; it could have been worse.

I decided against going out to Club Minc Friday in lieu of sleep to prepare for Saturday's adventure. I managed to watch three movies over the weekend: The Brothers Grimm, Equilibrium, and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (remake). I had already seen Charlie out at Caves back in the fall and was quite giddy during the movie when we watched it again. I absolutely loved Equilibrium - if you haven't seen it you must.

Oh, I have been corrected. I knew one of them was named Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, and I could have sworn it was the book. Instead it was the original movie. Both the book and the remake are named Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. See, I can admit when I'm wrong...sometimes...about little things like book and movie titles.

Saturday I went to Scarby with my mom, my sister, my baby nephew and my 3-yr-old demon child nephew that managed to throw fits and tantrums at 10 minute intervals and which lasted on average 5 minutes each. I never want a repeat of that Scarby experience. I really enjoy the place and I have no reason to hate it simply because I made the mistake of going there with my family on one occasion. The sun graced my shoulders, chest and face without the horrible stinging pain of a burn. As pale as I am, that's a miracle unto itself. It's really sad when the best thing I can say about my Scarby day is related to not getting a sunburn.

Sunday was as I predicted: brain dead day. It's always nice to take a day and not have a care in the world.

This begins the HELL week and a half for me at work. I give fair warning. Prepare for a stressed kitten about to bite the head off co-workers and customers alike.

Psst...hey, chica

I'm forwarding this info from batbuds on to geminibalance, although I have a feeling you might already know about it.

I would forward it to bluemurf, but you woman are on the wrong continent! You might still find it interesting though.

They don't pay me enough

I got an email with all of the addressee names hidden (bcc) through the YMCA email system. I noticed that my name was actually listed, meaning the person sending the email specifically picked my name out amongst others rather than as part of a bigger grouping, to receive this email. It really scares me when the subject line reads "Building Employee Morale through Christian Principles."

In case you feel like stabbing out both eyes, ( here's the excruciatingly long and painful content )

If you click on the lj-cut, you're braver than I am.