I love it when you say "I miss you". It makes me feel like I could be happy, like, excruciatingly happy for ages, or you know, till I see you again. I miss you too.

I worked today and even though I didn't make it in super early (12:15 AHAHHA) I did get a ton finished. Julie Thayer, the one that tried to kill me the other day, sent out a mass e-mail about how great I am today and thanked me for all the work I had done for her. Dr. Danny, the Dean of Students, printed it out and waltzed around the office posting it on all the walls. Steph, the director of Student Activities, came out later and saw it, went back into her office and grabbed a red Sharpe, and marked on all of them, "Ass Kisser". It was awesome. All the kids that were on the Eagle Entertainment retreat came back today so there left over food was chilling all around the office and I ended up pelting Steph with some chocolate Costco muffins then making a run for my office and locking the door. She kept writing on pieces of paper and sticking them onto my little window next to my door. One said "Cates, your ass is mine" the other said "Open your door or I'm going to tell everyone you love Bush." Keep in mind these people are all in there late thirties early forties. They all act like kids, maybe because they work with kids, but fuck, they are so awesome. I should hang out at work more. And not work. Good plan.

I swear I'm going in early tomorrow. Its pretty much the last day I have to get all my shit together, check it in, mark it for publish and then actually publish it. Hollar. I think someone should throw me a party. Mostly for being cool, but maybe partly because all my major web site work will be finished.

FAMMIT. Gillian is so silly.

Bed!
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