An hour and a half until my weekend begins. Hooray. That should be read without the emphasis an exclamation mark would provide because frankly I'm too tired to be excited. I'm going to start things off by being lazy tonight, most likely curled up in my bed watching random shit on Netflix. If I know me, a few eps of King of the Hill will be involved (a new addition to Netflix on demand or whatever they call it). I'm looking forward to feeling normal again tomorrow, which for me means not tired and not hungover. I almost don't rememeber what that feels like. I've been leading a Leaving Las Vegas existence the past few days. Okay, past 2 days, don't think that counts as a bender but sure feels like one. Blogs are so funny because I'm literally talking to myself. Well writing to myself. Like an online diary. Which is much better than my actual diary where I only write depressing shit. When I'm old and senile I'm going to read it and think my life really sucked.
Here's an amusing exchange I had with my coworker yesterday and it still amuses me.
Me: Guess what I got?
Her: Your period?
Me: No, audition times for Spy Kids 4. You were way off.
Not sure if anyone else finds it funny but it did make Ashley laugh and that's gotta count for something.
I have to work some more. Only an hour and 15 mins to go.
R.
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