I suppose....

A post is in order.

Actually, I was reading a friend's blog and she is very crafty. In reading her blog, it reminded me of the time right before the wedding back in 2005 when I was in the FARTS compy lab working on my programs and was going to test print a few to make sure they were going to work out before I printed them at home. Okay, truth is, I was probably going to print them all in teh compy lab, but not all at once. I was really just going to test a few and be done.

I had special ordered paper -- a very cool iridescent purple -- from this craft/scrapbook place in Rice Lake that I frequented when I was working for the summer in Shell Lake. It was ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY FIVE DOLLARS for said paper. I got it in the summer of 2004, so I had managed to hang on to it for the whole year, unscathed.

When I got to the compy lab, I set the bundle of paper down next to the printer and was working at the computer. Some lab workers came in to tape a new sign to the printer and decided that they were going to take the whole thing of paper. I still have NO idea what happened to it, to this day, because they fucking lied about taking it!!! I even sent Jake and probably Josh over to teh main lab office to talk to the guys. And they didn't even admit taking the paper. I even went up to the campus police the next day to file a police report, because it was $125.00!! They couldn't do much, but I felt better about things. At least if the lab workers showed up with the paper, there would be a case open.

I don't know who else would have taken it. It wasn't worth anything to anyone. Maybe they didn't take it, but I never found it in any trash. Maybe I'll blame the person who called Maggie a whore on my "The Knot" website. Which I was sorry that I had to delete before I could have The Knot trace who had posted it. I have a few guesses who could have done it. Andrea did ask the main suspect, who said she hadn't done it, but she was a pathological liar, so who knows?

Up until this point, I had totally forgotten about it. Seems like a different life, you know? :)

I have so many projects that need my attention right now. I could use a month off from work. Baby cross stitching projects, crafty projects, a room that is going to have to be turned into a nursery, etc.

But, alas, work is work. As long as I don't have to work more than 40 hours this week, I'll be totally okay. But, I am really far behind with my shit at work and when I had just caught up, I got all behind again. Plus, my apathy for that place really makes it hard to be there and do stuff. I would really like to change departments, but there really isn't much that I would be good at doing yet, other than what I am doing. Once we get the new person in the mix, I think that things will be better.

Le sigh. I really need to not think about work. Maybe I'll just go work for Yakob at his Starbucks store. They have good benefits, don't they?