Fallout

Well, by now, the huge Britney comeback fiasco has been widely circulated. I spent much of the day texting with my gays about the disaster. I even shed a little tear while listen to Toxic. What happened to her? I guess she'll now deal with the fallout from this big flop. She's already shaved her head. I wonder what's next?

Other than the busy work of gossip, I spent the day working, and thinking about the end of the day. I find myself doing that a lot lately. A little birdie told me today that a big someone from my work resigned. It scared me a little. I hate merger related uncertainty. I'm going to a training class tomorrow to learn how to deal with my anxiety. Good times.

I'm drinking some wine. I love wine. Blogger is telling me there is a scheduled outage at 2am. Not that you'll know this, but if you happen to wake up in the middle of the night and have a sudden urge to read my blog, you won't be able to, so get your fix now. OK?