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| February 23th, 2007 I love it when the drugs kick in. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I'm taking drugs because my chiropractor is sick. My original appointment was yesterday, but my phone does this crazy thing where it reverts to silent mode whenever it feels like it. Thus, I did not notice the message telling me not to bother to come in. Then they called this morning and he's still out, so no bone-cracking for Kelley today. Thus, the drugs. It's going to be Random Thought Day, because I have not the inclination to try to connect everything. Actually, it might be frightening if I could. One of my cow-orkers said her horoscope told her stay in bed today. It reminded me that two weeks ago, I had one horoscope or another tell me that practically every day. The irony being, I don't read my horoscope until I get to work. Tuesday, I decided to venture out to post office, so I left a bit early for lunch in an attempt to miss the crowds. Boy, that didn't work. At least they opened up three stations to get us through quickly. In all honesty, it wasn't too bad. On my way back from the post office, I spotted a panel truck at a red light. It was a fresh meat delivery truck. The side panels held a wealth of information on their services. They have carcasses and pulled pork (not a fan of the word "carcass" but I understand some people like the whole pig). They also have hickory smoked ham and bacon. Mmmmmm... bacon. WTF is box beef?? That was the final item on their list of products, and I have to say, curious as I may be, I'm not sure I really want to know. Today was the first day this week that I made it to work on time. Everyone else was late. Why do I bother? So, apparently, we have new people who have joined our organization. Um... I didn't know anyone had left. I felt really bad when I realized I haven't seen a cow-orker in weeks, but it didn't occur to me until today. I guess I really do stay in my little cocoon. Woot! It's lunch time. I'm going shopping. Well, just to Sam's. But still... |