Tuesday, January 08, 2008
I'm at work. I am bored as shit. Well, as bored as I imagine shit would be if it had feelings. I have one monstrous pile of work on my desk. I'm ignoring it. I just ate a Ferrero Rocher. It made me happy. I've decided that next week is the absolute latest I can tell my boss I'm pregnant. Even though I've gained only 3.5 pounds, somehow a little belly has sprung from nowhere. It's becoming increasingly difficult to find a shirt that doesn't show the belly. I'm hungry. Don't know what I'm gonna eat for lunch. I imagine it won't be long before the boys are hounding me to eat something. I have a new Nightmare Before Christmas calendar in my office. It makes me happy too. I wore my glasses upstairs to the office with me today. That was dumb. I'll probably be halfway home before I realize I can't see because I left my glasses on my desk. I need to water my office plants. They're looking a little rough. Damn I'm bored. Something smells funny. Someone must be heating up some funky leftovers. Great. Now my stomach is rumbling. Hey there is a staple just laying on my desk. I wonder where it came from. If you made it through this you must be as bored as I am. Peace out.