Ever notice how it's the little things in life that amuse us so much? More to the point, ever notice how it's the silly little idiocies in life that amuse us more than anything else? Well, this is not as much ''the little blog that could'' as it is ''the blog that enjoys going up the down escalator in your local mall.'' Will it have anything of real importance? No, probably not. But enjoy the ride never the less!

 

Inventory is done. Sleep has been had. And so much Pepsi was consumed to stay awake and midly alert/coherent, I'm amazed I haven't been peeing carbonated bubbles all last night.

All in all, the inventory went rather well. Especially considering how badly it could have fared, short of a rhinocerous rampaging through the store halfway through, messing it up and forcing us to recount everything after cleaning up the mess. Our auditor even complimented us on the fact that, despite being only a 4-person team (auditor included), we managed to get everything counted & finished up within the same amount of time a 5-person team would have required.

I'd like to take the time to thank me for everything. Sure, you can call it raging egotism, but since when is that different from any other day?


Now the only pressing matter of the day is to ensure that Kevin & I finish the final revision of the Confic later tonight. I'm still amazed we managed to get things siphoned down to exactly 45 pages (and presumedly within the alotted hour), and still managed to keep in most of the gags plus Chaos' vanishing nipples. With any luck, sometime tomorrow, the definitive ConEdit version will be out for the voice actors to practice with, and the printers to...er, print.

And now, you're moment of reaffirming cuteness for the day:


posted by Phillip at 1:49 PM

 


Today, the morning and evening shall be spent at work, with a 4-hour block in the afternoon devoted to me doing absolutely nothing. Tomorrow...IT begins. Right now I'm still not entirely sure if I'm going to try and crash earlier to accomodate the need to rise at around 4-4:30am, or if I'll just stay awake all night and be totally incoherent tomorrow evening. We'll see. If this little bit of nowhere features an entry tomorrow evening that looks like it was spammed by the Evidence Mice, then I probably went with option #2.

That, the Evidence Mice finally got to me.

In the meantime, almost everything's been prepped that can be prepped, so I have little to worry about...at least it had better be little. The next 24 hours will be rather gruelling though not quite in a Jack Bauer "24" sort of way. (A series which, as Mel & I have recently discovered, is second only to crack in terms of being dangerously addictive.)

I mean, a 24 could be done about our store inventory, but it would probably have to involve a nuclear bomb being hidden in one of our suitcases ("Say, should I call the guys who returned this yesterday and ask if they want their thermonuclear stuff back?"), and me having to shoot someone in order to get the SKU number off a missing tag from one of our purses.

All things inventory aside, Mel & I have been trying to find the chance to spend time together and enjoying the peculiar moments life can sometimes offer. Consider the following conversation we had yesterday while we were sitting on the couch.

Mel: "Well, the bunny seems happy to be let out of her cage for a bit."

Me: "Yeah, but I think Tachi's being a little rambunctious at the moment."

Mel: "What makes you say that?"

[Cue Tachi dragging the cover to one of our Gamecube games across the floor, right in front of us.]

Me: [watching Tachi] "Just call it a feeling."
posted by Phillip at 11:01 AM