Okay, I just overloaded on tedious shit. I’m on lunch, eating a dry PB&J sandwich because I ran out of jelly this morning. There’s so much crap to do! Grr. What is so goddamn ambiguous about “please include a contact number for verification purposes, there is a limit of 400 words.” I fucking swear. And then there’s all the crazy freaks *cough* Richard M. Miles, Cliff Lewis *cough* who think that it’s their duty to write us a letter every day filled with shaky conclusions and half-truths that I have to painstakingly research. I’ve decided today that between the times when their letters have ran (we run a letter from the same person only after two weeks) that all the crazy people letters get put into the Purgatory folder. And of course there’s the people who have no answering machine and never pick up the phone…those are priceless. God damn. Mmm…at least I have one of these gigantic elephantitus apples, they’re HUGE. Yum yum yum. This almost makes the sandwich worthwhile. Oh, I fixed this corrupted picture that Molly sent for Mike, I think I got brownie points. Jennifer was sure impressed. I sincerely doubt that I’ll have time to work on those map things for Mike. He’s kind of getting impatient and wanting them, but it’s really impossible for me to make them in any timely manner only working on them for around an hour a day. Today I’m swamped with work, so I definitely won’t have time to work on them today. He’s giving me more and more stuff, and I really can’t do it all in three hours. I mean, he wanted me to do the picture thing for Molly, call up the fairgrounds and get the fair events. Also, I have to verify all these accursed letters and check them for errors. And he wants me to call all the people who didn’t resubmit their community calendar things and make them resubmit them (the lighthouse and senior center). God, it just totally sucks. But it kind of doesn’t suck, because I’m going to get it done when I get it done. Ah, Mike’s back. I should stop blogging. I’m almost done with my apple.