Better lock up your children!

I've been notified at work that my fingerprints were unreadable and therefore, I need to go back out to the east side to get re-inked. Bleh. I'm oh-so-glad they decided to send out an all-staff email so that everyone who works for Lutheran Social Services knows that I have faulty fingerprints.

I guess I shouldn't tell them that I gnaw them off a la Seven, right? ;)

I've been fingerprinted several times here - for Kaleidoscope, for Southeast, for Children's... can't they just borrow those or something? Sheesh!

( So I'll do this survey in protest. )

Is this thing on?

NOW START SHOPPING!!

What you're missing will show if you should try to kiss her.

Normally talking to my father on the phone makes me laugh, but tonight it was just tedious and infuriating. He was watching television and not really paying attention to what I was saying. Granted, I didn't have a heck of a lot to say, but he asked me what was up with me about five times. I guess it took five times to get "I work a lot. I'm flying to New Jersey." into his head. Argh!

But the most infuriating thing was his insistance (and I don't even remember how or why it came up) that I have "a secret." I think he said something about how I could go on Jerry Springer with "my secret." I was like, "What secret is that, Dad?" and he was all, "you know..." Grrr. Just say it if it bothers you, Dad.

( Secret? I don't need no steenking secret. )

As much as I like my job and really believe in what I do, I really miss having a Big Gay Job. For starters, I'm not at all used to being in a work place where I'm perceived as heterosexual (umm... duh?), I'm not used to getting hit on/stalked/grabbed/flirted with by men, and I just plain feel out of my element. There was something calmly comfortable about going to work at both of my Big Gay Jobs, and I miss them. I still think about that job in Boston sometimes. My job at Faith Mission is rewarding and important and I feel good doing the actual job. I'm just tired and overworked and cranky and want someone to snuggle with me. Le heaving sigh.