I'm full of shit? You're a monument of it.

What a week. And I'm not going to apologize for not blogging since Monday, because nobody cares and everybody knows that is lame. (See Tony Pierce's "How to Blog" #29 for my factual basis of this). But I will say, after billing 68 hours this week, I am one tired girl. And that's all I'm going to say about work.

But I have a totally let my shit slide.

Jennifer W. (of Jennifer and Dave) left messages on Monday and Tuesday about good news that she and Dave have. I am assuming that this means that he finally got off his dumper and proposed...but I have not been home to call her back, so I am an ass.

Jennifer Whiteford (of best friend in the world fame) has been having major stress as of late and I have a) not called her and b) not even commented on her blog, so I am an ass.

Scott has been left holding the bag for all meals this week (I now know what he would eat if I were not in his life and it isn't pretty). However, I do appreciate his taking up the gauntlet and making sure I get fed. He went and got us fish and chips tonight and we watched Collateral (great movie). We talked about asking for a day off in April before his birthday and our trip down to NY State. That made me happy.

I have to get back on my game and get my act together. Also, I am not going to work more thant 45 hours this week coming up, hell or high water. If you need a laugh check this out (especially Adrianne).