The Doctor Is In

Ugh. I couldn't get my real work done today because I got stuck in four-hour meetings therapy sessions with some of my cow-irkers. (Basically, I told them that everybody else is crazy and they need to nut up and deal. It's a philosophy that has stood me well.)

In other pop culture references, I'm starting to feel like the office is turning into Hotel California: I can show up anytime I like, but I may never leave! There's just this (seemingly incessant) list of things that need to be dealt with; ideally by Wednesday. Good thing we don't get Monday off or anything — Civil rights, schmivil rights, we need this project finished!