S'cuse me, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!
Alright alright - no comment.
Spent the morning in town with Mumsy and Freddie/Rosie Dearest. Brunch at yesteryear and then to work. Boy am I screwed when it comes to vacay days. Oh, you only get 10?! (Shoot.)
Sooooo sleepy. Getting into bed at 4 am in NOT recommended - especially when waking up is considered to be an integral part of your next morning's schedule. (*sigh*)
Post offices suck. Big time. Though, honestly - I don't think that this one is their fault. I mean, usually it is - but there's nothing they coulda done about this one.
AND to top it all off - I messed up the chart. Damn technical specifications. Ugh. Newspapers are ridiculous. Whoops. Badmouthing my place of employment? Ummm, no - not really. For some odd reason I actually enjoy slaving, I mean working there. I just stated that newspapers are about as pain in the bum as post-offices.
Of course, post-offices could probably be likened to...
Never mind. I'm going to stop there.
Back to laughing now.