jangled like a harp

Yesterday (or was it the day before) there were office dismantlers in the office with boxes, like to throw people out. It turns out they were just there to move a couple of people to new spots, but for a little bit there, I thought I was fired (CLEARLY it would be about me. Who else?). The bad part of this story is, while I was thinking, "I'm fired!" I was kind of excited. Like "Whoo! I'm fired!" That can't be a good sign.

In other news, I finally got Tiger! And my DVD burner still doesn't work. So while I like Tiger, Apple can blow me.

PS What should I be having on my dashboard? So far it is super boring. I already had a clock, thanks.

PPS Did you hear about my new pretend boyfriend? Sigh. So sad. At least when it is a rock star it is a real person. This here is a fictional character. Which may be worse than a puppet.