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slowlyunfoldingI am completely exhausted. It did not help that I was over heated yesterday, crashed for a few hours, woke up feeling worse, and couldn't get back to sleep. I think it was 1:00 am or possibly 1:30 am before I went back to bed. Work is so busy with all the real estate closings. Today I managed to stay on top of the faxes, calls and incoming couriers. Or, that's my version of the state of affairs. Then, I got yelled at for something I didn't even do. But, whatever. I wasn't really in trouble, the boss just has to vent or he'd explode or something and I was available for venting. He asked me later how "we" were doing, and I was basicially running across the office to put documents into someone else's life and said, "We are Rockin' & Rollin'!"
One of the ladies asked me if I was writing any poetry, and I said to her, "no, this place only inspires me to write stuff you'd want to read in the can. You know, the kind that is written on the roll." I made a specific hand gesture to go along with my statement. OMG SHE LAUGHED SO HARD IT WAS AWESOME. I also crank called another coworker when I was on break & she didn't answer her phone so the message I left her was, "You suck." and then I hung up. She'd been making fun of me at lunch because the frigging place lost my order. Then I had to wait for my wrap while everyone else was eating their delicious looking food & making fun of me because I was waiting. Somehow they've gotten onto this thing that I'm scared of everything, like OMG DOWNTOWN IS GOING TO EAT YOU UP, and I have no idea where that came from. They are mean to me every day, and I kind of like it.
I seriously think that if I lied (or is it layed? that's not right is it?) down right now, I could sleep for about eleventeen hours. I can hear my bed/couch/floor singing at me to come lie down on them, they are comfortable and soft, and inviting and deep. Well, except the floor is rather worn hardwood, so it's not soft, but whatever. Also, I think my next bed is going to be king size. Just because I want to be able to steamroll from one side to the other. In slo-mo. This is a valid point to consider while choosing beds. Just in case you didn't know. I bet I could do a wicked flying elbow on a king size bed. Yes yes. I bet I could.
One of the ladies asked me if I was writing any poetry, and I said to her, "no, this place only inspires me to write stuff you'd want to read in the can. You know, the kind that is written on the roll." I made a specific hand gesture to go along with my statement. OMG SHE LAUGHED SO HARD IT WAS AWESOME. I also crank called another coworker when I was on break & she didn't answer her phone so the message I left her was, "You suck." and then I hung up. She'd been making fun of me at lunch because the frigging place lost my order. Then I had to wait for my wrap while everyone else was eating their delicious looking food & making fun of me because I was waiting. Somehow they've gotten onto this thing that I'm scared of everything, like OMG DOWNTOWN IS GOING TO EAT YOU UP, and I have no idea where that came from. They are mean to me every day, and I kind of like it.
I seriously think that if I lied (or is it layed? that's not right is it?) down right now, I could sleep for about eleventeen hours. I can hear my bed/couch/floor singing at me to come lie down on them, they are comfortable and soft, and inviting and deep. Well, except the floor is rather worn hardwood, so it's not soft, but whatever. Also, I think my next bed is going to be king size. Just because I want to be able to steamroll from one side to the other. In slo-mo. This is a valid point to consider while choosing beds. Just in case you didn't know. I bet I could do a wicked flying elbow on a king size bed. Yes yes. I bet I could.
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Date: 2010-06-25 12:09 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-06-25 11:57 am (UTC)