No weekend for me!

Looks like my team is on tap to come in for weekend testing both tomorrow and Sunday. Half of me is going, "Bugger, no weekend for me!" The other half of me is going, "WHOO HOO SIXTEEN HOURS OF OVERTIME!" And honestly, solarbird and I need the money, so I can't complain too terribly much about that. Just as long as I get in the writing time and some sleep, I'll be good.

casirafics, this means we're out for meeting at the Lake Forest Park Town Center Farmer's Market this Sunday, unfortunately.

And I shall have to reschedule my cat's vet appointment. It was just going to be a blood draw anyway, and she's gone a week without thyroid meds, so I'd better get her back on the meds and THEN reschedule her when my work schedule's not quite so wacky. I shall, however, still have to send my beloved out on a quest to fetch her meds. After Polly was off of them for months due to our budget, I quickly observed after her most recent round of meds that she really does need them; the difference in her appetite is noticeable, and she has been getting weight back as well. So. Thyroid meds for me and my cat: not optional!

In the meantime, greetings to twinb76, who I see has joined her sister in Friending my journal. Hiya!

Thursday evening miles: 1.75
Friday morning miles: 1.0
Miles out of Hobbiton: 291.3
Miles to Rivendell: 166.7

At work too damned late

It is almost a quarter after eight, and I am still at work. Because we didn't get a couple of builds for today's test run until FOUR O-FRAKKING-CLOCK (apparently the build team is absolutely hammered, and I mean that in the 'overloaded with work' sense, not the 'overloaded with beer' sense, though I suppose if I were on the build team at this point I'd like to be overloaded with beer), I'm staying tonight to push all these tests through.

The good part of this is that as of this writing I have racked up a total of 5 1/2 hours of overtime this week, which, along with the overtime I have to work both tomorrow and Sunday, will make up for the four unpaid days of post-surgery recovery not covered by my upcoming paid week of vacation.

The bad part is, I'm absolutely FRIED, and I haven't been able to write a word tonight yet. Also, I haven't gotten to watch tonight's Battlestar Galactica yet either.

However, this post also gives me a chance to show off the shiny (ar ar ar ar) new icon that lyricae and mamishka made for me, because it is apt beyond all bounds of mortal aptness for this post. You gals are the best. Love ya!