I'm having a weird morning.

[bratenfrau]

So far this morning, I've: spent about 30 minutes chasing a tree frog out of my office, which slipped itself into the morning mail and, lucky me, excreted massive (for a frog) amounts of froggie poop and pee all over said morning mail, and then led me on a long mission of extrication, forcing me to re-arrange all the office furniture to finally

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[bratenfrau]

Yeah, I'm embarrassed to admit that when it jumped on my hand with its overly wet little body, I actually uttered a sound very similar to "eeeek!" Which is totally lame, not only because I like frogs also but because it was hardly a surprise. Splatty is just le mot juste for that feeling.

[bratenfrau]

I'm usually just an eeeker at certain kinds of bugs (namely, roaches), because I have a completely over-the-top and irrational fear of them. In fact, I'm so predictable that my dog has actually learned to come bolting in to wherever I am the second he hears me gasp and attack the offending insect. That alone is worth keeping his stinky hound-dog-ass around for. :)

[lilysnowflower]

Time to fake sick, go home, and hide under the covers.

[bratenfrau]

Gawd, that'd be nice. Unfortunately I have a very uncaring and absentee boss, so I'd pretty much be faking sick to convince myself alone. :(

[lilysnowflower]

By the way, I so want your job.

[bratenfrau]

Heh.... I can't imagine why. Well, I guess I'm not complaining: I do make a decent amount of money for not a whole lot of work (except when I'm totally swamped, which isn't TOO often). But it's definitely not for everyone.

Besides, woman, you get to smoke out on the job whenever you please, from the sound of things! I should be envying you.

[lilysnowflower]

I have it good, that I won't deny. Still, the appeal of being paid to submit an opinion in the form of writing is undeniable.

[bratenfrau]

Yeah, that part is fun, but at the moment it's just about the only part of my job I really like... and alas, it only makes up about 25% of it. Ah, well. It wouldn't be called work if I enjoyed it, I suppose. But I'd totally rather work for myself.