I bought my very own cow parade cow. I of course have the miniature version.
Today, I almost did something I've never ever done.
I almost called in sick when I actually wasn't ill. Well, I am feeling a little out of sorts, but not ill, per say. But really, I've never feigned being sick and taken the day off. I just can't do it. My father somehow instilled a work ethic in my little brain that will not allow me to call up and pretend
But this morning when the question "What would I actually to do today if not at work?" presented itself, the only answer I could come up with was sit around on my arse. So, it was decided, I might as well go to work.
So here I sit...on my arse...at work...doing a whole lot of...nothing, and thinking I should have gone to the beach.
he will fly again
Happy Dad's Day
My Dad received a Stevie Wonder CD and a lovely spaghetti and meatball dinner made by yours truly.
The Googly Minotaur is my new friend per our AIM conversation this evening:
uglygreengirl: will you be my friend?
uglygreengirl: no way!
GooglyMinotaur: . ok, fine
GooglyMinotaur: . don't frown... unhappiness is overrated
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