2004-01-11 - 8:03 a.m.
*Phantom rubs ice off of window and peers out*
36ºF Brrrrrrrrrr... What is that in Celsius? 2.2º, I think. We will not be going out to play today. And I want to be here when the pool guy dives in to check the light... "Oh yes mam, we just go in the water and we will find the leak." Heh heh heh...
I have survived this week. My boss thinks it is a good thing. Not so for other people who work with me.
I have balanced the checkbook. WHY are those things so contrary?
I have lived through another meal at a buffet. Bleeeeeeeh... a Tums and Popsicle night. WHY do people eat there? Much overcooked, fried and chopped green onions... Do they WANT to die?
Now, I only have to prove to my father that you don't have to install a program for every type of CD Labels you buy... and let us not forget lesson plans, yes yes yes... real life awaits on Monday!
*wanders off to get another cup of coffee and find the fuzzy bedroom slippers*
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