Lay down yr money and you play yr part

In 48 hours I'll be home.
At work we were playing (we being me and the two girls working at the time and then everyone we knew that came into the store) "If you were a character in the Wizard of Oz who would you be?" I was surprised to find that I was 'elected' Dorothy. Well, I do talk about home a lot don't I? That and I probably am the only person that works at the store to have actually been to Kansas. And the hair I guess. I should really think twice about the pony tails. We also have Toto (a rather tall fella he wouldn't fit in a bike basket) and a Scarecrow and a Tin Man. We had trouble deciding if this one chap is a flying monkey or the Wizard himself. I like flying monkey. Not that I dislike the fellow, as I think he's a good guy...but the Wizard of Oz needs flying monkeys and he's as good a choice as any. Tho you ask me any mgr is immediately either the flying monkey or the Wicked Witch of the West..due to how everyone that outranks me is immediately evil you know...Oh and that just reminded me how WDEM is unemployed and I smiled and the world is a happy place. Oh I dislike her so very very much and as her luck runs out mine becomes good. Gosh, oh golly gee a wilickers.
I simply can't say enough about how much I fancy my new gig as a tangential player in Law and Order Nashville, TN. Because it features several things I simply love: working on the computer and not talking to people-working in an environment that runs on its own special time that does not feature a dress code or a time clock-law...I am terribly fascinated by this whole process of law. It's so sensible. And of course we are dealing with me, a person that will wait around for an elevator because the staircase says "for emergency use only" rather than take the stairs which are much quicker. Yet, I have driven around town drunk off my ass-tho I'm over that since I'd rather not have my wages garnished to pay for some legal representation by my bosses. Well, co-workers. Well, bosses. Whatever, I really must come up with a way to broach the whole when am I going to see some of this cabbage topic. Cuz I could use some cabbage y'know. I'm sure the $ is coming but I am so mid-Western about asking for things, sometimes I annoy me. And I am still waiting for the moment I find out that I actually will never be paid or don't have a job or something that tells me that I will be working at *$ until the end of days-or grad school.
("Your day will come."
"Tiocfadharla." I mumbled stringing the words together
"Whatthehell?" at least I know where I got it.
"It's Irish-Our day will come."
"Something like that. Your day will come.")
And what else. Senor dogness is suspicious about the packed bags but I got out the doggy bondage gear so maybe he realizes I am not going to leave him here for an indefinate period to be taken care of by whatever stranger might be willing to spend time in his company...Like, cuz he hates that what with how he can convince them he regularly goes on 7 mile walks 4 times a day....Which he does...cuz he's doggy evil.
Luckily, I got out his doggy bondage gear (yes you read right, doggy bondage gear) so I think he knows that he is invited along. The sister is looking forward to giving him much love. Because he's missing that. Not nearly enough love for the doggy. He needs tormented-dogs like that. Reminds them they're precious.
And now I will shower and then read some of Harry Potter. I adore the Harry Potter books and I am well within one sitting of finishing the Half Blood Prince, but I've been putting it off because I don't want to go another couple of years without any of the adventures at Hogwart's. And I don't want to think that the series won't go on forever and that it's almost over.
I kinda am a loser that way I guess....Alright off to face the inevitable the end of Book 6.