Man: Donna
   Sup: MaryJane.
   Coor: Linda

   Worst morning ever!  I'd rather have boxes thrown down stairs... at least I have something to look forward to this week.

   Why was it so bad?  Well, it was cold this morning, so I knew that would mean I'd have to clean the parking lot.  After morning preparations, I had to organize all the topping cans (held six to a box) in the basement since people don't know how to keep the same ingredients together, but instead prefer to mix 'em all up.  As I put the last one down, I felt something funny on my face.  I threw it off, discovering 'it' to be a cockroach.

   So I screamed like a little girl and threw my hat off my head, frantically rubbing myself down of any further bugs.  I thought someone would come check on me, perhaps yell to 'stop yelling down there', or think I'm injured... no one came.

   Then we discovered all of our tomatoes were bad.  That meant throwing out salads.  Lots of salads.  More fun for The Nick.

   After that, we were just a little busy and I went home fairly early.  Now I have all day to do stuff.  Whoopee.  As of this writing, I sent someone information on Venezuela and updated my page.  I have nothing to do now!  Nothing!  But... my kitty came home!  I'm so happy.