The Zoo over Ambuscade Street

I will grant a small piece of my soul, or just about anything in my power, to someone who can either tell me where to get (other than Y!JP) or get for me one of these. ;_; Must...have...TMR...Pinky...

Help. Please. Peli has managed to crush my soul again.

[EDIT] "Anything in my power," in this case, can include the Tank Commander or Snowboard pinky garage kits, for fellow obsessed crackwhores.

Stacey and Thomas are apparently already in town, so I'm taking tomorrow off after all - if you need to get in touch with me before Jan 3, don't email me at work. ^_^

I wasn't going to take the day off on Friday, but Erik made some very persuasive arguments in favor of not-work. Namely, "you could sleep in." Very persuasive indeed, as I've been all but useless from tired this week, despite going to bed early, sleeping late, and napping when I get home.

New!Boss Lady felt compelled to lecture me again for my leave - this time, for not only not having use or lose leave, but for not having five to six hundred hours of sick leave stored up. Which, just like the use or lose, is completely and totally impossible, even if I hadn't used a single bit of leave from the time I was hired until now. Which is impossible, since they make us take 32 hours of leave every Christmas, since the whole base shuts down. The Earth-logic, it burns...

But Buck is having a pizza party, so there's lunch taken care of, and there are maybe a dozen people total in the building today. It's kind of nice.

( Rantage )

^_^ Happy Holidays, folks!

[EDIT] One last gift - Buck Speaketh! "She likes going to expensive places, where they have cloth napkins and silverware."

We lost the Hellkitten. She's still inside the house, we think. Maybe. See, there's a giant TV built into the wall in the greatroom. There's a built in shelving unit next to it, with a hole for AV cords and stuff to go through. She vanished back there. There's also a bit of wall that's come loose, meaning she now has the ability to get anywhere in the house....behind the walls. She's been back there for a few hours, and hasn't come out yet.

This is not the way I wanted to spend my holiday break.

[ADDENDUM] She peeked her head out of the hole, but then ran back in before we could get her out. Urg!

[EDIT, 11:05 PM] Apparently, the presence of other people is enough to traumatize the cat badly. She keeps peeking out of the greatroom, then sprinting back to the hole if we even look like we're going to move in that direction. She, at one point was sitting outside the office with the dog, but then Erik talked to her, she noticed me, and she sprinted back into the back room. This is going to take a while...

[EDIT, 11:27 PM] The savage beast is soothed, the hole to Narnia the strange world behind the walls is closed, and all is right with the world - except Gracie O'Malley the Pirate Cat is still a bit spooked. Note to self - be really, really carefull when introducing Hellkitten to new people...