It's the stupid blah weather that is causing the blahness. The weather, and the ability to be in the right place at the wrong time. Blahness. 2003-07-11 - 8:37 a.m.
Well. TGI(F)(F)F. Seriously now. I really don't mind the schlepping of the shoes all day, but my back/feet/arms/pinky fingers/bones/muscles/hair/liver (is there such thing as reverse cirrhosis?-you know, alcohol deficiency? overly healthy liver cells?) are really starting to hurt! To add insult to injury, people like Snotty Shoe Girl do not really help with the schlepping. This is bothersome.
Anywho, my dad is giving me a ride to werk this morning. How exciting. But, if I had known this was going to occur beforehand, I would've slept in.
Oh well. It's Friday, right? I have the whole weekend off! There are used books to be purchased and people to see..... maybe?
(I wore these PANTS on Tuesday. Do you think anyone will notice?)