I had a feeling that I should have called in sick today.I really wanted to, but by the time I decided it was too late so I just went ahead and went to work.
Bad move. They stuck me in 30 house with The Kid, Tangina, Snack and The Guy Who's So Annoying He Doesn't Get A Nickname.
If it wasn't for Snack, I would have just turned around and left. But I couldn't just abandon him like a puppy on the side of the highway so I stayed.
And now my brain hurts. I think it's got a blister.
And I believe that's all I want to say about tonight.
Except that I'm glad it's over.
Wednesday is going to be Eight-Track Tape Day, Barbershop Quartet Day (Noooo.......), International "Louie Louie" Day and National Cheese Fondue Day.
Thursday will be Look Up At The Sky Day, Licorice Day, Tax Freedom Day and Grilled Cheese Sandwich Day.
Friday is going to be Blame Somebody Else Day, Thomas Jefferson Day, Scrabble Day and National Peach Cobbler Day.
Can we blame Thomas Jefferson for Eight-Track tapes?
