Tuesday, August 17, 2010

No evening work tonight.  I should be happy, but I am not.  Yesterday's stomach pit has turned into an avacado, festered with maggots.
And I might have a food allergy.
Why not right?  Life couldn't possible suck enough already. No more yummy bready carbs for me either.  Take that!
My day was spent dodging a tiny fly at work.  He landed on me at least 10,345 times (I am not making that number up, you in back HUSH).  It is the equivalent of a slow road to instanity.  Four tiny legs at a time.  At one point there were two fly swatters in the office but after searching vigilantly, I could not find either.  WTH?
That little sucka is lucky or he'd be so dead by now.

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