A list:

Wearing: My goofy uniform. No black kneesocks today, either...I know you're all disappointed.

Watching: My cow-irker Patrice run around with a bottle of champagne. Apparently it's for someone's last day? Sadly we don't get to drink it:(

Eating: Toasted PB sandwich with honey. Mmmf...

Drinking: Water, or I'd never get my tongue unstuck from all the peanut butter.

Reading: "Cabal" by Clive Barker. For some reason I really want to watch "Nightbreed" again.

Thinking: "What the HELL'S going on with the news?!? The morning paper's got a toddler killed by a teenager, then last week a puppy beaten to death by 6 and 8 year olds. What's gotten into people lately?!?"

Hoping: My day goes swiftly so my Weekend Off will be here all the faster, with all it's non-working freshness...




So there you are, that's me so far...That's poetry, that is...