...Murphy's Law.

...I think I'm going to leave early today from work, go grocery shopping for stew ingredients, and toss that shit in the crockpot. Then I'll have lunch for tomorrow and most of the weekend, assuming Charles doesn't come over and eat it all. In which case I'll be pissed.

Our database is down at work. I can't do anything except shuffle my spreadsheets [which I did yesterday], answer e-mails, and sit here. I still have half my stack of sign-offs to do and one day left to do them now. I told my co-worker that I won't get them down if Quickbase doesn't fix itself today, and he's all D< Well blah. blah. blah. STFU please. Unless you can fix QB, there's nothing I can do. If it's down tomorrow, too, then what? You can't do your shit either.

I wish I had brought my recipe cards today, but there was no way for me to know that I wouldn't have anything to do. *sighs* I wish I had photoshop on here, but I knew I wouldn't do much work if I had that option, so I didn't install it. I have working on my story, talking to people, or playing games.

I've been fail with my story recently... so I'll choose that option.

~_~ *shakes our database*