Dear Co-Workers: It is not a smart idea to irritate me with your petty bovine feces when I am out of my crazy pills and would like nothing more than to jump up and down on your neck.

To my neighborhood pharmacist. If I go up there for one of my crazy pill scripts (that would be the one that does NOT cost almost $300). After our long discussion on the phone. If said script is not ready we will definitely be in next Wednesdays edition of the News and Press because hell hath no fury like a crazy woman who needs her crazy pills and is led around in circles while trying to get them.


****UPDATED TO ADD***** I got all of my medications yesterday (very surprisingly) but my Pharm went above and beyond so that went well. I had this crazy rant typed before I left work yesterday but I still wouldn't mind standing on a few co-workers necks


To our QA Dept - Why is there no across-the-board rules for how you do your jobs? Why do some of you seem to find joy in making other peoples jobs way effing more harder than they have to be? I am beyond tired of hearing complaint after complaint afteer complaint about you.

To my fellow racefans at FMS - I will be there this Friday - oh yes I will.
I can promise you that if someone even so much as makes an eyeball twitch toward Raef I will rip off your head and drop kick it across the track.

I am in dire need of my vacation which will happily commence next Saturday, June 19th and am suffering no fools in the meantime.
Except those who are related to my by blood or marriage :)