FOCUS!

And,

{{hugs}}

Sounds rough, rainbaby. *hug*

/slides a tequila shot hidden in a White-Out bottle across rainbaby's desk

((work stress-appropriate hugs))

*slides over lemon and salt*

*teleports rainbaby to Hacienda Metaxatl*
*offers chair, chaise longue, spot in the shade, dip in the pool, swim in the Caribbean, towel, lotion*
*pours measure of coconut rum into tall glass*
*adds pineapple juice, orange juice, cranberry juice*
*adds splash of Midori melon liqueur*
*adds ice; stirs*
*garnishes with chunk of fresh pineapple*
*pokes umbrella into pineapple*
*carefully places bar napkin on table*
*pulls 3/4 of wrapper off bendy straw*
*plunges straw into fresh, icy cocktail*
*places drink on table*

At your service. Please let me know if we can provide anything else. Enjoy your stay. Would you like a menu?

hugs for rainbaby. Work related stress in the mid of summer?! That sucks lemons.

Plan a vacation for the end of it, baby. And, you know, prioritize. Some fires extinguish themselves without you having to do anything. I love those!

(velveeta did that, didn't it, Hugh?)

Oooh! Hacienda Boy! Thank you. Be a dear and put it right here by my laptop.

Thanks guys. Carmina, I'm in an admin/support job, which is good because I don't have to Make Business Happen, like sell stuff or schmooze or anything, but bad because my work is actual worky-work - if it's here, it doesn't go away till I do it.

HUG!!!!

Velveeta does everything for me, gaspode.

Work-related items are verboten at Hacienda Metaxatl, rainbaby, thus your laptop will be confiscated briefly by a crack team of highly-trained proto-human homo bonobos; I've given them instructions to complete all your open tasks and go forward with enough work so that you'll have nothing to worry about during your stay. It should take them about five minutes, after which we'll return your laptop and refresh your drink.

Lunch will be served anytime you like, just ring this bell and one of our robot otters will bring you a menu.

Don't worry; there's weed in the trunk.

Hugs, hon, it'll all work itself out. Besides, as I always say, it's a museum, not a hospital - nobody's gonna DIE. Change the word museum as suited. Unless you work in a hospital. Then you're fucked. Hugs anyway!

Hugs rainbaby. Ha mgl!

I am so making that drink Hugh.

At Le Meridien Resort & Spa in Cancun, it's called a Cocoa Beach. So delicious. I could dream all day.