don’t listen hard, i don’t pay attention

I have rather large eyes. In fact, there’s a running joke in the Sisterclub about my large eyes. All you have to do to dissovle us into giggles is say, “Sorry about your bug eyes.” It’s so funny because a little kid named Doug said that to me once. I was like 18, he was about 5, so kicking his ass was not an option.

Today my eyes are like slits. I can’t seem to open them to their full bug-like potential. Why? Because I’m really quite tired.

I rolled out of bed at 8:23 this morning to send an “in late” e-mail to my coworkers. As I settled in, in front of Ogden I noticed that Kelly had already updated, and I started to feel a little guilty that she was up and coherent by like 7 a.m., since we didn’t get home until like 2:30 this morning. That girl’s a trooper.

There are many stories to tell about last night. Perhaps after a cup of coffee I will be in some condition to tell them.

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1 Comment

  1. kelly 28.Apr.06 at 11:48 am

    I was up. I’m still not coherent. And I’d pay a thousand dollars to go home and take a nap.


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