Sorry folks. I got nothin'. Work was a madhouse and I was so keyed up when I got home, I'm just now calming down enough to form a complete thought. Tomorrow will be a better day.
How many more days until Craig Ferguson is out of reruns? Five? I'll never make it. That ledge out over the river is starting to look mighty good to me
Okay, not really. I watched last night's monologue rerun on CBS' website today at lunch. Watching him shake his groove thang, singing "diggity diggity" during a rant about Cuba's Castro (don't ask) is probably the only thing that kept me from returning to work and ripping the phone from the wall, heaving it out into the parking lot and backing over it repeatedly with the hippy van while laughing sadistically as I teetered slowly over the edge.
Noooooooooo I'm not stressed. Not at all.
Two more days. We'll make it. Maybe.
Later Taters.
2 comments:
Hang in there, hon!
It is a good thing this is a short work week!
When you started in about going into work . . . I was a little worried, ripping the phone out and flattening that is allowable behavior by compairison to what some people have done.
Take care and find something to laugh about!
DG
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