what a strange day *giggles*

Nice Moon though *grin*

So I git up this morning, I'm not on the call out and the barge isn't
untill tomorrow... hell, I went in to work every day last week, some
quality torbtime is in order... so I went online *grin*

it was GREAT *giggles* very productive morning.

so I log off and get ready to do another project and I swear less than
TEN fucking minutes after I log off and free up the phone line the phone
rings, it's work, and they are stressing...

*sigh*

so I spend an hour playing phone tag tryin' ta git the straight story,
hopin' I can solve alla this from home, and I DO git in touch with Tim
and he gives me some info, but something just didn't sit right... so I
got dressed and went in to work and peeked for myself.

On me way there I check me pobox and lo' and behold, Morcheeba has
arrived he heee heeee heeeee *dreamy* as if I didn't wanna go ta work
Before *laughs!!* now I just wanted ta go listen ta me new disc *grin*

but I went ta work
 

and sure enough a rather vital bit of information was Not conveyed ta me
and the order I was HOPING I could just wave me majik wand at and make
go away suddenly grew thorns.  *giggles*

So I go find Tim and tell him, THIS part of the order, No Sweat, Done,
I'll Dream it away tonight *wink*  THIS part of the order *shrug* I
can't promise that... we got it,,, Somewhere upstairs, but there are too
many variables to promise that...

well he wants me to make it happen...

*sigh*

I stress again the fact that as much as I Want to promise that this is
doable, I simply Can't *shrug* no matter How Good the drugs are, there
is still a Bigger Reality out there, ya know?

he's still gungho, sayin' we got ALL night and he'll give me all the
people I need.

okay sez I, I gits the picture.  You Want, I Got, *shrug* barring the
bizzaro factors like the elevator going tits up or the namco blowing a
motivator I'll make happen.

well that made him happy.

So I go to look for these three totes of weirdness to fill out this high
stress order...

three totes...

there's like over seven hundred totes up there *giggles*

An' I gotta find three of them...

*sigh*

three totes of dark chum, 9 up.  (two green tag, one red tag)

Now then, I COULDN'T get Tim or anybody to give me a computer report of
what we are Supposed to have, but these three I Know we have 'cause me
assistant Rob wrote them down, and Tom stashed them upstairs... I even
have vague memories of one of the bastards kickin' around downstairs in
my way fer a while before it finally made it to it's home upstairs in
darkland...

I poked around Toms maps and they aren't there... three totes...

*sigh*

So I climb around the fridge hopin' they will leap out and bite me....

nope.
 

*sigh*
 

So I go find Tim again and tell him no way, I'm gonna need HELP and an
act of god. *giggles*  So he gives me a couple of dudes, (cool pete and
big dave *grin*) and after dinner the three of us arm ourselves for the
upcoming battle *wink*

I git Dave started on shoveling snow 'cause No One has done too much
upstairs except Charlie (an' I don' Even wanna know who he's doin' up
there *smirk*) so there was a foot of snow all over the floor, and I get
Pete started on roundin' up the tools were gonna need and I start
climbin' around with a crowbar and a flash light pryin totes apart
tryin' ta git a peek at the tag on it... 6-9, 6-9, 6-9 6 down, 6-9, 6-9,
6 up #2, 6-9, 6-9, 9 up, 6-9, 6-9, 6-9,...waitaminnut... 9 UP!  BINGO!
There's One.

I marked the tote and ta climb out, countin' the totes between it and
the doorway... 14, 16, 18, 20, two... we'd... I'd have to move 22 totes
outta the way just ta git at that ONE... *sigh*  two hours, at Least,
just ta git at that One, IF everything went right *laughs*

Tha's when Tim walked in.

he does that a lot, sneak up on me, normally I Hate it *grin* but he
snuck up on us, tryin' ta catch us slackin' or Something *giggles* and
saw sweat and snow and contorted bent bodies twisted in that unatural
pretzel position and TOTES stacked Everywhere, and said 'bag it'

*laughs*

we wasted No Time in baggin' it, let me tell ya.

Still, Tim gits the day off tomorrow, so I git ta be the bozo that gits
ta explain ta Mr. B. just exactly Why we bagged it *sigh*

I also gotta go in at six ta git the other half of the order filled in
time *sigh*

'course I drank a bunch of coffee thinkin' I'd be burnin' the midnight
oil *giggles*

an this is just Normal fucked up madness... this is Mellow

this is Nothing to complain about

*laughs*

ah well, the moon's pretty.

seeya