It's Like Every Day Is Monday...

"Late one morning I just packed my things
Burned all my bills and I hopped on a plane
I told the cops and the bankers goodbye
They said "Don't let us catch you, you owe us your life"
-Cory Morrow, Nashville Blues

It really took an act of God for me to come in today. Just so you know.

But I'm really not that bad off. What do you expect when you have PMS and you just got back from a loooooong weekend?

Anyway, don't be too surprised if I stay mum today. I'm up to my eyeballs in work so I don't get fired, and in denial so I don't quit. Enjoy your hump day, gang!

Good to see everyone voting. Interesting how nobody thinks I should keep my job... But today is docket day (as will be the next 6), so I don't mind it too much. I just have to do some real work before the mail gets here. I usually have the mail in and out by noon, so that's my crunch time, and I spend the rest of the afternoon entering things into the calendar and praying I don't screw up. The last thing I want is ol' CDC in my office telling me I fubared something for him.

It's Thursday, and you know what that means: Weigh in. Let's talk about how UN-excited I am. I realized that I managed to undo 5 weeks of hard work in, oh, 3 DAYS!!! So it's back to counting points, drinking water, and lifting weights. 'Cause I don't care how many times I hear that I'm sexy or looking skinny or whatever... I still look at my ass in the mirror and think "Thanks, mom."

And now for some current events: I was wondering if Paris or New York had gotten the Olympics, would there have been transit attacks there, or was London just lucky? Either way, I'm not going to be too terribly excited about riding the Metro anytime soon. But to quote Strictly Ballroom, "A life lived in fear is a life half lived."