Wednesday, September 01, 2004

If you like to laugh...
This will do it. My boss wants to know why I am laughing and crying at the same time in my office. (Yes, I was laughing THAT hard.) Oops. Its the work...yeah, the work. I don't dare tell him I have been surfing the net instead of trending complaints.

So...I woke up at 6am this morning. I am supposed to be up at 5am. Whoopsy! Called work to say I slept through my alarm. Went back to bed. (You have to make the whole late-thing worth it, you know?) Got up at 7am. Took a shower. Drove to work and got there by 9am. Something is telling me I need a vacation. My give-a-shit meter seems to be broken. I do take my job seriously, (stop laughing) and am glad to have it, but something is wrong with me lately. Usually, I am the kind of person who will BOLT out of bed and run around in circles when I have discovered that I'm late. When I was little, I used to sleep-walk and my mom would find me in the bathroom at around 2am getting ready for school. When she asked me what in the holy hell I was doing, I would reply "Getting ready. Don't want to be late!". I'm surprised I didn't get strapped to the bed after doing that, like, 6 or 7 times. Now, 15 years later, if I get up at 2am - its because I've had too much to drink and need to hurl.

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