Well...

It's been a poop of a day. Ain't gonna lie to you kids, poop of a day.

Apparently, something I was given when I started here in SEPTEMBER is no longer here. I have no memory of such item and must accept full blame. (Item is not alive, or that would be REALLY bad).

This item, although important is not crazy important, but touched off a stream of female hypersensitivities only other women can understand. And that is good, because my section of the office is all women. So once one woman does it, we all do it.

The day started off this way too, you know those days? You can sense them. Coming in. Especially with women. My point of the day was to stay quiet, behind the lines, on the DL and the QT. Alas, I was brought in to the fray.

Alas again, there are certain things I cannot worry about. Whatever was given or not given to me then is clearly missing, I have taken responsibility and can do no more than that. I don't even feel that badly about it, except that my boss is quite undone, it just unleashed 80 things that have been building up. I just wish I could fix it.

Alas again! I have a Chicagoist drink thing to go to tonight that I'm very much looking forward to, in fact, I must take my leave of this quick yet endless blog entry and head out into the fresh air and wash away me troubles.

Done and done.