worse and worse

so the ptsa gig hit an all time low today. I screwed up some stuff with the newsletter and so I worked really hard to fix it. I got the layout person to work really hard to fix it. I then failed to communicate (I didn't like just drop the ball and not call. I must not have been clear.) what was going on to the copy person.

All my fault.

I've apologized up and down. It's like I'm speaking into radio silence. You ever say "sorry" to someone and they just look at you? Like someone leaving you hanging on a hand shake? (I read in another blog today that leaving someone hanging should be punishable by death and despite my lack of capital punishment beliefs I think leaving someone hanging is in fact a hangin' offencse. Unless you are woman and a dumb ass man offers you his hand without wating for you to offer yours. Then just leave the fucker hanging... in fact... hang the fucker. Guys: Do not offer your hand to a woman, it's rude. Actually miss manners i think was quoted as saying, "Ladies: if a man offers you his hand and you don't want to shake it, a nice hard slap across his face is perfectly polite and should suffice... ok maybe that wasn't miss manners... maybe it was my college ethics professor... he was a real hoot. I don't know... I should get off the drugs, huh?... (why not simply ignore this really long nested parenthetical))

PTSA Countdown: 1 more event. 1 more exec meeting. 1 more board meeting. 1 more barbeque (the transitional meeting) and I'm done. Oh ya one more Audit, but that's not my deal by then I'll be out. did you hear me? out. let me say it again.

out.

done.

This is really taking it's toll on my stress level. It's a fucking newsletter people....

ah i feel better.... ok no i don't but I thought it might make you feel better having read this then me saying I felt better and just by your reading it I felt better.... wait I do feel better... i do in fact... no lie. Not 100% but still better.

Thanks for reading. Email me why don't ya? Especially if you don't know me...