grrrr

I'm at work. Everyone I know, with the exception of Downwood, is at home today. We're currently in white-out conditions and yet we both came in to work. I cam in because I'm not allowed to take time off until two weeks from Tuesday and he's been named the You Must Be In No Matter What person at their office. Today sucks.

*taps*

My favorite pair of pants have been officially retired. The grey khakis have served me well for many years, but are now Unfit To Wear In Public.

A small memorial service will be held Saturday morning in my closet. A luncheon will be provided before an expedition launches to attempt to replace the hole in my wardrobe that, in truth, is not unlike that which mars the derriere of the grey pants.

Rest in peace, my favorite pants. My one regret is never telling you how much I have appreciated you. *sniff*