I am a dipwad.

So, months ago, I emailed Boring Manager Rob about vacation days I was going to take. Including time for my birthday and moving the couch that ate Baltimore. And also, apparently, yesterday and today.
I know why I chose those days: it's mostly because I feel obligated to have a reason to take vacation days and Summer Solstice is as good a reason as any. Last year I took a sick day on the longest day of the year because why the hell not?
So, I showed up for work yesterday and today, and this morning, Boring Manager Rob is all, I have down on my Boring Manager Calendar that you were going to take off today and yesterday.
But guess who forgot to write this down on her own damn calendar and proceeded to completely forget all about it?
[frantic hand waving] Ooh! Ooh! I did! I did!

Shoot me now and bury me later.

At that point, I was at work anyway, so I just said frak it and felt like a moron for the rest of the day.


...In other news, tonight is the last episode of Stargate: SG-1 and how I feel about that can best be summed up by a resounding "Eh."