
My heart was too big for my body so I let it go.
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Interdepartmental collaboration time. And for once I mean that literally.Encrypted to: Vali
Kelly isn't answering his phone and saying what the fuck is even going on to voicemail is just not satisfactory, hence this completely pointless lock.
[This is nothing but a gnarly, chatty word problem that integrates obscure maths and science and a few inside jokes for good measure. It is written in cipher, of course. It will (eventually) solve to the new passcode for Jim's lab set-up, of course.]Encrypted to: Sally Kelly
If you are hogging all the fun and getting into trouble without me we are done professionally.Encrypted to: Vali
Hey I'm fully aware that there must be things that need doing - because when isn't there stuff that needs to be done - and also because you are pulling like 200 percent of the weight like you usually do - and I am for once in my life semi-sorta-mostly caught up with my own array of things and ends and odds so you should like. Tell me where to go and what to do. So the stuff can be done.Anyone who wants an appointment re: Tech/Teams/Tournament/Strategy/Whatever should either contact me personally or call my office and talk to whichever AI feels like answering. They all interface with my schedule except for Monet - actually if a heavy Long Island accent picks up just ask to speak to someone else or call back later, she's a little unstable right now poor bbgirl. Appointments are a wonderful way to make sure that I'm a) in my office and b) not already occupied. Trying my door when you don't have an appointment and I'm not answering you but you can hear me moving around is a really, really poor life decision but don't let that stop you from making it if you feel compelled. Seniors and standing appointments take precedence.
Also sorry in advance re: upcoming tabloids, I actually had no idea they could see through the balcony's French doors from the next building over whoops you live you learn.