gin and toothpaste is not a combination i would recommend.

that's sage advice, people. learn it, use it, live it.

although "gin and toothpaste" would be a great band name, n'est-ce pas?

so a completely different employee screwed things over yesterday. turns out for the past couple of months, she's helped herself to 30,000 bucks from the elderly man we drive. nice, right?

even nicer was leaving the house at 6:30am to try to remedy the situation with social services, LAPD, and merrill effing lynch. and his merrill effing lynch guy is a complete douchenozzle. "maybe you'll answer your phone next time i call, and these things won't happen."

yeah. because it's MY fault that this chick stole money. all because i wouldn't answer my phone. and if i had only answered my phone the day of the northridge quake, i could have used my superpowers to prevent that as well. gee, craig, thanks for the illumination.

and i totally would have answered my phone, too, if i wasn't in the middle of repairing the hole in the space/time continuum. because i'm THAT POWERFUL.

i wasn't even supposed to be here today.