1.11.2006

Dear TPTB*?

*The Powers That Be*
Seriously? I'm so ready for this overtime sitch to be over. done. final. gone. hasta la vista, baby. I've barely picked up any of the current WIP. And this is bad. sad. horrendous. awful. sucks. So could we dice up some slack and give the remnants to me? My knitting is suffering. My blogging is suffering. My home is suffering. Jonny Q, Bandit, Race and crew wait patiently next to the DVD for quality time with me. And don't even mention the KYarns gift card that frowns at me every time I open my wallet.
So - slack time. Pronto. Or I'm gonna bring my dirty undies to work and YOU can wash 'em.