I'm not really sure that Donny and Lori special will be happening this week. It's not been a good week for me physically (or mentally, for that matter). Not sure if it's the Provogil or what, but man I'm really nauseated and I feel like my head is going to EXPLODE.

Whine... whine.... whine.....

I went to lunch with one of my previous managers (and now friend). Granted, I wasn't having a very good 'brain' day, but she started crying while we had lunch. She said that I'm just not "me" and I acted like I was behind a curtain of some kind. She kept asking me, "do you always do 'this'?" when I'd stop mid-sentence trying to remember what the heck I was talking about.

I do feel super drained and STOOPID today. Even with the groovy drugs. I was trying to create a SharePoint database with lots of formulas and I was getting so FRUSTRATED because I just couldn't figure it out.

OK- let's talk about something fun, shall we?

Top dog (the exec that I REALLY like) really pulled a good one on his admin assistant. I'm usually one of the first in the office, so I was there before she was. I saw an extra chair in her cubicle, and papers and an open notebook on her desk with a big note on her whiteboard that read, "I'm working on a project for [executive's name] and need to share your cube with you. Please don't move my stuff." It was signed, "Nichole".

I thought that was kinda rude- especially the "Please don't move my stuff" bit, but my reaction was NOTHING compared to his admin (who is one of the cutest lil' things I've ever met, by the way). She was LIVID! She usually goes into the exec's office to chat with him right away (usually about reality TV or the latest Britney blunder), but was so mad that he'd let someone use her cube that she avoided him.

He came out when he heard her and said, "I hope you don't mind sharing your desk with Nichole. It'll only be for a month or so." I thought his cute little admin was going to blow a gasket, but then the exec started laughing. He said that there was NO Nichole and he set all of that up to get her goat.

Mission accomplished!

I'm still laughing about it.

She kind of got him back later when he walked up to her desk in his leather jacket, put his thumb up and said "woah". She looked at him blankly and asked what that was all about. He said, "Don't you think I look like Fonzie?" She replied, "DUDE! That show was on before I was BORN".

::oh SNAP!::

Speaking of the exec, I was in his office this morning, going over a project he asked me to 'champion' (I really hate that word, by the way). I was standing while talking to him and started wobbling about and also had a huge "Duh" moment. I decided to cough up what's going on with me and he was really nice about it. Maybe it's just my luck that he volunteers for neurological disorder board, eh?

OK, it's time I go nighty night. Just wanted to break the news that the Christmas special may be postponed. Maybe when the bearded eye-roller is on his business trip next week I'll feel better.