This is a test.
I got my assignments done this morning. No sleep. I find that if I fall asleep after 5 am, there's no waking me until mid-afternoon. Didn't want to chance it.
Morning was a bit crap all around. Spills, barked shins, keys locked into apartments, bad sushi, the rampant and overpowering stink of ME forcing not one but two changes of clothing by early afternoon... It wasn't until I spoke to my professor that things started looking up a little bit. I stopped stinking, for one thing. Or maybe I just stopped noticing. Either way, that sorted itself out. Peter seemed sympathetic and understanding. He's going to give me a little leeway with my late assignments. I finished with classes, changed into some comfortable clothes, and came to work... and here I sit. I'm testing this to see if SG sends up any red flags anywhere. I hate not being able to log on from work. It's just a matter of turning off image-loading. And if they mention it anyway, I'll let them know that I was checking messages and that I won't do it again. And I guess I won't, if it means so much to them.
Meanwhile, it's nice and quiet here, tonight. Not at all busy. I've located the secret breakroom tea-stash and borrowed a mug from the cabinet. They have Vanilla Chai, and both hazelnut and french vanilla creamers. Haven't had a cup of tea in months. And outside, Florida's pissing away on everybody else while we huddle in here, nice and toasty and dry. Not a bad way to end a shitty day.
And for the coup de grace, free pizza and cheap beer at Poor Paul's and then home... to flop down ragged on my ol' bed and pass the fuck out.
I got my assignments done this morning. No sleep. I find that if I fall asleep after 5 am, there's no waking me until mid-afternoon. Didn't want to chance it.
Morning was a bit crap all around. Spills, barked shins, keys locked into apartments, bad sushi, the rampant and overpowering stink of ME forcing not one but two changes of clothing by early afternoon... It wasn't until I spoke to my professor that things started looking up a little bit. I stopped stinking, for one thing. Or maybe I just stopped noticing. Either way, that sorted itself out. Peter seemed sympathetic and understanding. He's going to give me a little leeway with my late assignments. I finished with classes, changed into some comfortable clothes, and came to work... and here I sit. I'm testing this to see if SG sends up any red flags anywhere. I hate not being able to log on from work. It's just a matter of turning off image-loading. And if they mention it anyway, I'll let them know that I was checking messages and that I won't do it again. And I guess I won't, if it means so much to them.
Meanwhile, it's nice and quiet here, tonight. Not at all busy. I've located the secret breakroom tea-stash and borrowed a mug from the cabinet. They have Vanilla Chai, and both hazelnut and french vanilla creamers. Haven't had a cup of tea in months. And outside, Florida's pissing away on everybody else while we huddle in here, nice and toasty and dry. Not a bad way to end a shitty day.
And for the coup de grace, free pizza and cheap beer at Poor Paul's and then home... to flop down ragged on my ol' bed and pass the fuck out.
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yes frying like lil piggies HA SUCKAS! holy hell.. its 10am and 80 out. AHHHH!! thanks for the comment!