Nov 22, 2007 09:38
There aren't many things more depressing than sitting here right now.
I'm watching the parade, happening less than a mile away from me.
In my underwear.
Alone.
With orange tangerine juice.
And I'm about to go to work and get harassed by people who actually get to enjoy their holiday.
Aaaanyway.
Actually, it's good to have some me time. Bought me a coat. And a lot of ice cream. And I already bruised my thumb from playing Jason's damned video games. Sigh.
Well I'll let you know what it's like to work the Boathouse on Thanksgiving.
Let's see if I'll have anything positive to say.