Have I mentioned that I need to kick the butt of A.Pants?
It's true, he needs an ass-kicking.
The man just refuses to get out-of-town work in places where he has access to the internet. Which means I get to spend a lot of time on the phone. And those of you who know me know how much I love love love talking on the phone.
In the interest of fairness, I should point out that it's not like I especially loathe talking on the phone, I'm just really, really bad at it. I have the attention span of a gnat, frankly, and I'm very easily distracted, visually, so if the least little thing happens in front of me, I'm gone.
All of which, in the twisted logic of the mind that is mine, means A.Pants needs to get smacked around.
It's true, he needs an ass-kicking.
The man just refuses to get out-of-town work in places where he has access to the internet. Which means I get to spend a lot of time on the phone. And those of you who know me know how much I love love love talking on the phone.
In the interest of fairness, I should point out that it's not like I especially loathe talking on the phone, I'm just really, really bad at it. I have the attention span of a gnat, frankly, and I'm very easily distracted, visually, so if the least little thing happens in front of me, I'm gone.
All of which, in the twisted logic of the mind that is mine, means A.Pants needs to get smacked around.
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