Care for a cuddle?
It's 10:30am. I have been up for 120 minutes. I have been bitter for 119.5 minutes. Especially whenever I think about the fact that some people I know in this time zone are just Now waking. Bastards.
I was supposed to go home for lunch yesterday and do something I really didn't want to do with a friend. But she had to cancel cause her husband had galbladder (what a funny organ name) surgery last week and apparently got sick at work.
Score!
If I'm lucky they'll keep taking organs out and keep them busy for a long time.
Right now, I'm tired as all hell. I'm seriously debating curling up under my desk and cuddling with my cpu for a little floor-nap. Trying to figure the odds of whether or not my boss would catch me.
In other news-- warning: big overshare here -- I get to go to the urologist on Thursday and have my balls ultrasounded. My mother keeps calling and asking if I'm sure I don't want her to go with me. Yes, I'm pretty damn sure I don't want my mother anywhere in a 50 mile radius of me while some machine probes my nads.
I was supposed to go home for lunch yesterday and do something I really didn't want to do with a friend. But she had to cancel cause her husband had galbladder (what a funny organ name) surgery last week and apparently got sick at work.
Score!
If I'm lucky they'll keep taking organs out and keep them busy for a long time.
Right now, I'm tired as all hell. I'm seriously debating curling up under my desk and cuddling with my cpu for a little floor-nap. Trying to figure the odds of whether or not my boss would catch me.
In other news-- warning: big overshare here -- I get to go to the urologist on Thursday and have my balls ultrasounded. My mother keeps calling and asking if I'm sure I don't want her to go with me. Yes, I'm pretty damn sure I don't want my mother anywhere in a 50 mile radius of me while some machine probes my nads.