dammit.

there's a special place in hell for people who ruin surprises.

we've been planning marie's birthday lunch for over a week. up until irene opened her big gob this morning, we had her convinced the entire department was filled with heartless bastards who didn't care to take her out for her special day. she was going to be so surprised to arrive at the thai place and find sixteen people waiting there for her to arrive.

i'm completely pissed off. *seethe*

oh well... at least there will be cake. mmm, cake.