Woohoo!! The banners are running... the counter is counting... things are groovy in Teetsville.
I'm at work. This is the last work day before the holiday and I'm just not all about the coal mine today. The work day will be done within the hour and I'll be off like a prom dress.
I'm really jazzed about the banners.
So... now that I have the occasional reader clicking in, I feel the facts and stories just draining out of my memory. I'm going to get writer's block just from knowing someone could be reading. Situational writer's block.
Could be worse. I could get canned for using company time to update my journal.
So anyways... today we had a "parade" at work. We had our little old debilitated rehab patients rolling down the halls in their wheel chairs and someone on staff had the swell idea of arming them all with squirt guns. The average person has no idea how vicious an 88 year old lady can get with a squirt gun, because let's face it, how often do you see that particular scenario? Girlfriend was an accurate shot too! And you can't pull a "Dumb and Dumber" moment and just shit-hammer the old lady with rapid return fire. Well, you're not supposed to... Let's just say Grandma ended up needing a towel. She had it coming though. There's no reason to be bored at work.
I also water-pounded that special co-worker that wants to take me out. I ambushed him and shot out one of his eyes. I think I just encouraged him. Now I'm considered "Feisty", instead of aloofly uninterested. ::sigh::
It's almost time for me to declare my independence and go home. Happy July the 4th to you, gentle reader.