Interesting day...

You know you're going to have an ineresting day when the first thing you do is slip and fall back onto your bed, only to see a little grey ball roll under your desk.

Fucking Haro.

Sf was amusing, and I found you can walk to chinatown from the Civic Center, also paid for fanime, which means I'm going to have that time off from work, as evidanced by this conversation with worker 1:

[basil: *explain explain* -so isn't that great?

worker 1: not really, what if you don't get the time off? I already have mine off and if we don't get those two people... guess what...

basil: or I can quit.

worker 1: *a moment of 'what?' look on his face, then a 'yeah right'* or you could not get the time off.

basil: or I could quit.]

That seemed to get the point across. Which I know I was bitching about finding another job, and I still do need to find one; but frankly all the work-drama Iv'e had to put up with is getting close to too much. It was less then a week ago when I came home from work with the worst feeling Iv'e had in my stomach, and pretty much was informed "Hi, you're working on an ulcer; lay off the Motrin and lay off the stress". So if I leave work? yeah I'll be out some cash, but it'll save me a load from going under a knife.

So what does this all have to do with Venom Cocks? Nothing, just wanted to show off the icon.