Well, not really. But since I’m telling this story: If I say there’s a bay… there’s a bay, dammit!

Got up about an hour ago, which isn’t bad, considering that I think it’s the earliest that I’ve gotten up this week… but I still slept through gymtime, AGAIN!!! *feh* But, it’s my “Friday,” so 8 more hours of postal madness for this workweek and then “It’s the weekennnnnnd, baby!” I’m going to pitch the idea of having Movienight here this week since I already have a couple of friends coming over Friday night.

Today’s agenda is simple: Make it through the day without having to snap my foot off in someone’s ass. I don’t think that’s too much to ask, but remembering for whom – and WITH whom – I work, getting my wish isn’t an automatic guarantee.

Well… off to waste some time before I begin my 8 hours of indentured servitude.

Peace.